My fellow her smile like a star
And she makes the horde happy
But you know it is so far
So they always believe in a say
They have to wait her for a year
When she comes around, they call her honey
She tells them you can not, oh dear
They steer all the time like dummy
When she is a bout to leave they usually tear
But for her it is a big fear
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