Dear Mr. Edward,
She is a chosen vessel of mine;
And, i thank you for taking care of her,
Because, she told me all about you.
Hand gloves! !
In the buckets and in the areas of love;
Golden gloves! !
With the blaze of light to direct you;
And like the acts of your charity which gave hope to my lover.
Last night!
She told me all about you;
And, i do thank you for tkaing care of her.
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