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Plow

Are you my love

Are you my dear

 

Of my love you did not want to hear

Armed with your cold shoulder as a spear

Even as i whisper sweet nothings in your ear

 

I knew it then as I know it now

I could have just as wellhav professed my love to a plow!

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