To cheer you up, I'll compose,
Prepare for my rhyme,
Feel free to dance along,
It will be not a crime!
When's your break today?
Has it been hard?
Is't the same for me again
Is your time barred?
Tea or coffee,
Is all I ask?
Trying to see my muse,
Seems a tell-trying task!
If your quiffed blonde hair,
Your fair skin, heads my way,
In hope, I'll await for your smile,
In the olde Sole Bay.
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