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Jacinta was a dainty lady
She sat under the jacaranda shade when lazy
Her lifestyle was quite tricky
Because she was absolutely picky

She was restrained
If from dating she would refrain
She could not abstain
Yet so drained

She sat in the kitchen one afternoon
She had left school at noon
Her boyfriend came soon
While washing dishes in the kitchen and spoons

Where shall we meet? he asked
At the jacranda shade, she said
Her heart---love was bred
Sick of affection owing him:-) to be paid

"I love you so much my dear"
Her mother approached with her hollow ear
You won’t say she didn’t hear
"Whom are you talking to here?"

Jacinta said, “It is a song by Keyshia Cole
We were told to sing it as a homework and the teacher has just called
It goes, I love my baby---go go; mom that’s not all
We shall meet but remember me in your dream oooh ooooh mwah, tiz that tall."

“Oh, a beautiful song,” said her mother
"Better than no other
If I knew it I would have dedicated it to your father"
Her boyfriend had escaped with his bother

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