People always complain,
every time I mention your name,
Calling me a fool,
Every time I long for your mane,
Everyday without you,
Makes me sad and blue,
When are you are not here,
Makes me cry for you,
I wish to spend my everyday,
Standing in your way,
So you could be annoyed,
And never forget any day,
Everyday with you,
Is a dream come true,
And to seal it with a kiss,
You are my love that is true,
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