The Strawberry letter
Fair as me and sweet with glee,
patterns as succulent and tasty
she will be my lady.
I'm bestowed by the almighty
to do what is done.
Blood shot eyes,
sweet as candy inside and out,
it is my desire.
Do you know?
Know about it?
Sorry to love you,
I can't stand you,
like an object with adorable features,
you will be mine.
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