Sweet Lover
On the first day,
It gave birth to the very first sweet.
But it was cold outside.
On the second day,
It gave the sweet a father.
But it was cold outside.
On the third day,
It gave the sweet a brother.
But it was cold outside.
On the fourth day,
It gave the sweet a friend.
But it was cold outside.
On the fifth day,
It gave the sweet a lover-
And it may sound simple or silly,
but now the sweet was happy,
And it was cold outside.
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