Close the door
Against the mockers
Who'll give you a shocker
With what their mouth will utter
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The clouds are gathered
Oh! the threat of rain
As if it were a disaster
Brings me so much pain
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It's Lovers' Day
Some people will their conscience lay
Because one heartless calls them bae
They will forget judgement day
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In my white shirt
I don't need to flirt
With what is in skirt
Because, there, I find no mirth
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Oh youthful!
You're of yourself so full
That you're not mindful
Of the One who made you so cool
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If you declare with them,
No wed, no bed,
Yet you sit on his bed,
Just the two of you, as you're 'led'
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