I'm told that girls like poetry
But I know some who'd disagree
It matters not what's written down
Not adjectives, nor verbs, nor nouns
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I dont know why
I just ought to write
It doesnt have to rhyme
Or follow any set lines
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Take my hand and come with me
The angel from your sweetest dreams
And for you I'm always there
The demon from your worst nightmares
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Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb
Mary had a little lamb its fleece as white as snow.
Everywhere that Mary went, Mary went, Mary went
Everywhere that Mary went the lamb was sure to go.
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I see much stuff,
I shouldn't know.
Yet I don't see,
Where I should go.
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Sleep, my darling, rest your eyes.
I'm here for you, my dearest prize.
Angels in heaven are watching out.
You will be sa-afe without a doubt.
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With 'work your magic'
You give me the task
Some recognition
Is all that I ask
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Look me in the eyes
And tell me that I lie
Look me in the eyes
And tell me I dont cry
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