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A box of doves |
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I placed beside your chest |
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Liar |
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A stork of silk |
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With rubies in its nest |
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Fire |
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Of my love |
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Will burn thee to a wizened word |
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For ere to go unheard. |
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A mare of wood |
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Elder, elm and oak |
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Liar |
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Will keep you fair |
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If you jest me no joke |
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Fire |
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Of my love |
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Will burn thee to a wizened word |
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For ere to go unheard. |
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I'm old and bruised |
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But my fate is that of youth |
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Liar |
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Trickster you |
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Be a grisly dragon's tooth |
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Fire |
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Of my love |
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Will burn thee to a wizened word |
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For ere to go unheard. |
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You gashed the heart of my heart |
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Like a Portuguese |
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Witch, |
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I'd planned for you this land |
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But you devoured my hand. |
