There’s a girl
Her hairs curl
Her eye’s pearl

She’s sweet when she’s being dear
She’s candid when she’s being clear
She’s nice, when she’s being adored


She’ll see my care
Reciprocate each inch
And, we’ll be darlings

I hope,
I pray,
I seek.

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