Original Unknown Girl Poems

She asked her a few questions
Shuffled the cards
Laid out the deck before her
“Pick a few won’t you? ”
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Oh, I would lick your boots sweet Sir!
Having toiled the whole day through
Whilst sweat would mingle in my hair
I know it’s this that does for you
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I WANT YOU TO REMEMBER ME LIKE THIS
EACH TIME YOU CATCH A WISP OF AUBURN HAIR
BLOWING IN THE WIND
IT WILL TAKE YOU BACK TO PROMENADES
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