Creepy Damsel
See as she makes her move
Towards the end of the gathering
With this all eyes were on her as one we crave
So creepy the moves were as one so daring
In a minute she stole my heart
For an unreturned everlasting trip
Not to death but that which is called a black market
Yes a black market is it that in love it makes us creep
This love as a lad do lay in my heart
For the honour of the elderly
And to be well cultured in all endeavor
It's a bliss she creeps in that early
But her stay now has no favour
Hear me well you pretty
You've stayed this far in my heart
As you're placing me in the mold
Creepy oh creepy
As you nutshed me to loving you as a lad
Though favourable as lad but a stigma you're now
Stay away from me you pretty devil
You've hooked my heart and tongue to bow
For unknown cause amidst my peers
You're a worker of iniquity be far from me
Unto you I put my trust dear divine
To take the heart of this woman from me
And Grant me a heart of dear
This I pray and hear me dear divine!
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