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I Can'T Elope

I can't elope with him,

when you're the apple of my eye.

So, don't be a gooseberry green,

and hurt my feelings to make me cry.

 

Currant-ly, now, I'm dreaming,

of being your precious Honeydew.

So, don't think he a-peels to me,

for Darling, I'm plum in love with you!

 

We could build a house on Strawberry Lane,

you and I, in our own caper-ous stew.

So, I'm raisin' my hopes high,

that on a set date, you'll say, "...forever, I do!"

 

Paw-paw is slow to give us his blessing,

as nervously your palms sweat.

So, indulge him, his corny tales of old,

then, Sweet Pea, just tell him, I can't elope- yet!

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