A Pretty Plea
Hey Princess PoppyPee
Come marry me.
You think so pretty
The sky writes your name.
You smell so real
I wonder if you’re fake.
Chicks and ducklings
Love you forever.
And the stars-
are falling for you
PoppyPee,
Take my nothing away.
Marry me please- on Saturday.
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