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Roses are red, violets are blue,
I might not be cute, but I love you!
Would you gather,
to question the truth
Baby I love you and that is the truth!
money won't matter!
Just like that patter,
Of the rain!
It comes and it goes,
It runs and it flows!
Our love never ends!
Love never bends!
Would you want to,
run with me,
Oh honey I wish you could see!
How much I need you,
How much it's true.
I might just give you a clue!
What would you want?
What would you need?
What you would ask for from me?
Would you want fame?
Would you want love,
would you care for me
Like we are lover doves?
Could you be,
Any sweeter?
The life of the free,
Is not for me,
So that is where I end...
heart crying cry