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Some kinds of love
Marguerita told Tom
Between thought and expression lies a lifetime
Situations arise because of the weatherand no kinds of loveare better than others
Some kinds of love
Margueirta told Tomlike a dirty French novelthe absured courts the vulgarand some kinds of lovethe possibilites are endlessand for me to miss onewould seem to be groundless
I head what you said
Margueritat told Tom
And of course you're a bore
But at that you're not charmlessfor a bore is a straight linethat finds a wealth in divisionand some kinds of loveare mistaken for vision
Put jelly on your shoulder
Let us do what you fear most
That from which you recoilbut which still makes your eyes moist
Put jelly on your shoulderlie down upon the carpetbetween thought and expressionlet us now kiss the culprit
I don't know just what it's all about
Put on your red pajamas and find out.
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