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Servant Girl And Grocer's Boy

Rating: 2.8

Her lips' remark was: "Oh, you kid!"
Her soul spoke thus (I know it did):

"O king of realms of endless joy,
My own, my golden grocer's boy,

I am a princess forced to dwell
Within a lonely kitchen cell,

While you go dashing through the land

With loveliness on every hand.
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mona Moopsa 10 July 2017

This is the best poem ever! ! Splendid!

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