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My Rose


Oh how I feel about my bright red rose,

Heart on my sleeve I undoubtedly show

 

Your beautiful strawberry hair,

I can not help but sit and stare

 

Your innocent big blue ocean eyes,

Gets me all tongue tied

 

The reason my stomach groans and aches,

From the steel butterflys you make

 

From the very first time we hugged,

I knew right then you were my true love 

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