My Allie golden-heart and sky-blue eyes
You flower-bed where my desires swarm
For ever inspiration of my sight
In my arms fold your fanciable form
My red and white corpuscles tell me this:
That I was born to live within your kiss.
Stepping out from the wooden shed
Before me’s the garden (and then the house)
There's every shade, from deepest red...
Not just because it is the weekend dearest
I feel empowered to promise greater strength
From me to withstand threats, to be the cheeriest...
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