MERCY ITS YOU I CHOSE
You shut the door close,
And that I oppose,
Our love we can't dispose,
Neither can we let it decompose,
Because that was only a dose,
Before we take a lifetime pose,
I will give you my rose,
As a way to propose,
For you are my lady of purpose,
And you have a beauteous nose,
Its you and I don't want a lose,
I will always do you my love prose,
Mercy is the name I will always disclose,
For you are sweeter than sucrose,
You aren't comparable to those,
And in your heart I find my transpose,
All these prose I compose,
They belong to you as its you I've chose,
I look like a man who has taken a love overdose,
Because in my heart its you I enclose,
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