My poetess says on emotion, 'You have no control'
For my love in emotion my poor fool rolls,
My lady always tries,
For my emotion she carries ,
Hers is inconsistent whim,
She wishes me to be her rime,
So in my poem,
So in my game,
I never remain same,
If I control my emotion,
My darling would take a new station.
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