I plucked you a four leaf clover
to prove my love was real,
yet you threw it away
on some fine summer day
and told me to never come back.
I brought you fresh roses so very red
to prove my love was real,
yet you threw them away
on a windy autumn day
and told me to never come back.
I bought you a video game for your Playstation 3
to prove my love was real,
so you said that you loved me
proceeded to hug me
and asked why I had been away.
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