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With lips close together and arms tightly latching,
There’s so much to be said, this love isn’t rough; Much of our laughing just keeps heads a-scratching, You’re the center of my life, all my days up to snuff! So much like fine jewelry, and a mother of pearls, Your life is so precious, the money's enough; A fun, stylish shopper like a multitude of girls, You're dressing so chicly, no others are gruff. This love appears rapturous, we’re both quite the clown, Pretending we’re angry and behaving quite tough; But in truth, our sweet kindness cannot wear a frown, We’re blissful, united, and joyous, no bluff!
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