Nobody knows what I feel about Freddy
I cannot make anyone understand
I love him sub specie aet ernitaties
I love him out of hand.
I don't love him so much in the restaurants that's a fact To get him hobnob with my old pub chums needs too much tact He don't love them and they don't love him In the pub lub lights they say Freddy very dim.
But get him alone on the open saltings Where the sea licks up to the fen He is his and my own heart's best World without end ahem.
People who say we ought to get married ought to get smacked: Why should we do it when we can't afford it and have ourselves whacked? Thank you kind friends and relations thank you, We do very well as we do.
Oh what do I care for the pub lub lights And the friends I love so well- There's more in the way I feel about Freddy Than a friend cal tell.
But all the same I don't care much for his meelyoo I mean I don't anheimate mich in the ha-ha well-off suburban scene Where men are few and hearts go tumptytum In the tennis club lub lights poet very dumb.
But there never was a boy like Freddy For a haystack's ivory tower of bliss Where speaking sub specie humanitatis Freddy and me can kiss.
Exhiled from his meelyoo Exhiled from mine There's all Tom Tiddler's time pocket For his love and mine.

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