saw an angel
in the morning
saw Her
in the night
She is always
looking finer
shines with
eyes so bright
She drives one
to distraction
and climbs you
like a wall
the way, She can
smile so sweetly
with the softest
lips of all
shakes raindrops
from the roses
to use for
Her perfume
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