my how things have changed

thine eyes are as pure
as dew upon the mill pond waters
thine limbs are slender and supple
as willow buds in spring ripening
truly thine blessed countenance
draws mine very heart from
beneath turgid breast
thou art the fairest creature
in all the county

thou doth flatterest me
kind and gentle sir
to the market
thou mightest escort me
my father doth have a temper
be wary

let me chug this bro
I gotta hit on Tinder
she’s waiting at her place

’bout time you showed up



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