J-ust let the night fade
I-nto the gray and blue;
N-ew dawn has broken,
K-eeping the dark away from
Y-ou.
A-llow the Monday to end,
L-et fourteenth February shine;
M-orning delight and glory
A-re making you feel fine.
I-t's a lovely Tuesday, warmth from above is enough;
Z-enith meets the beacon, letting not the sea become rough.
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