They say love is for fools-
i'm none the wiser,
i've got my heart full
i ooze of joy.
My heart is in a merry
that which makes you marry
i ail of a flu
she's my cure
she nurses my weaknesses.
I'm a witness of her tenderness
she is a good woman
in her eyes you can tell she cares-for me
of all that i'm worth she took just but my
heart.
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