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Lady Catherine's love


Who is she? As plain as a bee

With no money, how can she be with he?

Mine with money, power and a new grace every hour

But alas it isn't mine whom his heart will devour

Where will it go, his forture untold

Can't he see the money should stay in the family tree

 

 

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