Marry Me
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I locked the door before I left,
to make sure I'm not left bereft.
My ring for you is truly deft.
I locked the door before I left.
To meet you, my love, to ask you,
for your hand right out of the blue!
I truly, truly love you, true.
To meet you, my love, to ask you.
To ask you to marry, my love,
Marry me, angel from above?
No rush, my darling turtledove.
To ask you to marry, my love.
I locked the door before I left,
to make sure I'm not left bereft.
To meet you, my love, to ask you,
for your hand right out of the blue.
To ask you to marry, my love.
Marry me, angel from above.
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Copyright © Mick Talbot | Year Posted 2018
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