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MY LADY


I have my perfect best lady

she's opposite with agley

thus she is beautiful

her sweet fresh lips are like flowers

grow by the river side hence

they are colorful

 

is her complexion

that attracts my attention

so she makes my heart boastful

and on her I've never lose

i always successful

 

she's the desire of my heart

for this lord am thankful

she don't moke,poke,or joke

she's serious and faithful

yes! on miners i will hide her
for her tressure is very wonderful

 

 

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