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Love So Tender

When I think of her I think of love so tender. When I need the tender, She's a big spender She never stops to pamper, All round the calendar. With a traitor On my breeches, She turns into tailor And makes me some stitches. When I think of beauty, That's her duty When I think of splendour, That's her true colour I caught a strange behaviour She just endured And like a jewel vendor She kept me secured So just for her I want to sign an undertaking With this piece of writing Never to fall her hands Or make her put them on her head But to put gifts in her hands And crowns on her head Like a gold mine Surely she is mine. I fed from her bosom And began to blossom It made me this handsome My queen she's awesome I ate all the fishes And refused to do the dish Yet she met my wishes And more of me she'll cherish She is like no other I can only adore her When I think of her I can only think of love so tender

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