Clap, snap!
A lovely picture;
With the muse of your sweet love,
Not to take a nap,
Cap, tap!
Not to trap yourself;
But with your rap,
To sit on your lap! !
This love is like a painted map;
Wrap, sap!
Withthe colours of nature,
With the frangrace of life,
With the aroma of the truth,
Joy and honour!
To sit on your lap.
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