Story, story told
How easy it could be in stories told
To turn the white swan, black in stories told
Faith is faithless, without me faithful
Without you trusting, I promise
That I am faithful, that I am faithful
And if you are to hear so
And so is said, by so, with so interest
And I am to say so, different in context
Which of the hear so, say so
Would you be, saying so
That is the hear so, that you believe in
The rest of the story, as the saying, saying goes
Would just be whispers, heard of, sort of
Dispersed through the grapevine, learnt of
How to keep the white swan, how easy it could be
And the heart of romance from turning black
Hear so, oh, in story, story told
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