Pretty penny once i had
Put you in my pocket
As would any young lad
Reached to touch you
Alas, it was gone; so sad
It's touch i have known
Joyness that is glad
Should my eyes see
Penny which once i had
Place it near me like a locket
Leave it lie as my pad
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