he loves me he loves me not
he loves me, he loves me not
he adores me, he adores me not
he cherishes me, he cherishes me not
he worships me, he worships me not
The object of her affection thought she was a snot
He had no idea he was part of her diabolical plot.
He watched her tear up the daisy and felt sorry for it.
She had no personality and was kind of a chit.
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