Special Meeting
Your hands are shaking, give them here
I'll hold them right in mine, my dear
But first may I just place a kiss
On top of them? I'd be remiss
If I did let this moment pass
Without exhibiting some class
I'll help you up out of your seat
I'll place rose petals at your feet
On bended knee I'd ask of you
To never bid to me adieu
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