Gather near plebian�s I will forthwith divulge to you all the nature of Amber�s love for Daniel Oliver Milward.
He so caught her eye one cloudy summer�s day,
With his sweet, sweet eyes, and his gentle young lips
She had seen nothing in this world so beautiful as this
She soon began to feel something stir in her heart,
I admit now she couldn�t show it in rhyme,
Nay, she was not born under a rhyming planet,
Words were never so turned over and over as her poor self in love
And she feared she would never woo an object so sublime
She loves nothing in this world so well as her gentleman,
Is not that strange?
She loves with so much of her heart that none is left to protest
The object of her eye will live in her heart,
Die in her lap
And be buried in her eyes
To my baby
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Where is my baby?
Is he dead
Or stuck in a tree somewhere
Has he gone to another woman, would he dare
Maybe soya latte�s have stolen him away
His whole day spent out at play
Oh where oh where has my sweet Daniel gone
He is with the fairies leading him astray?
I am sure he�ll return just as soon as he can
Or otherwise the shit will hit the fan
Now I must leave to partake in some food
I hope he shan�t think this poor verse rude
But you see I�m in love, and what�s a girl to do
But sit and wait for her man to come through
and that my friends is that!
Hey, that’s really sweet. :)
sounds like somebody is fishing for a root ;o)