All the way from front to back
And you beckon me to come
What now of this will become?
I am slow to move this day
Because you have pulled away
Before your charms i sought for a dime
With heart and love and rhymes.
And now i am prepared
To lay bare my whole soul
And give you everything,
In every way
And with that i have now the show stole.
Where is the Kiwi,
Or the Madagascaran
Or the white?
Did you know by day you look like sun
And by night the moon bright?
I love you so devotedly,
And i am doing my very best,
Will you please stop judging
Me on this harsh test?
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