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Oh rapture, oh joy
This is finally it. I've found just the right one, My true perfect fit. He's handsome and dashing, With warm soft brown eyes, He makes me just melt Every time he walks by. He's the strong silent type, Just adores when I talk, He will listen for hours, Doesn't think he's a jock. All my friends are quite jealous, They know he's a find, Even his background's impressive, He's got outstanding bloodlines. It's a match made in heaven, I'm quite blissful of course. Now if I could just find a man, As perfect as my brand new horse.
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