Wave a magic wand.
Bring me to the pond
we two slowly strolled around.
Hand in hand, our walk,
in soft tones, our talk,
as, new love, we surely found.
Overhanging trees,
gentle, soothing breeze,
swans, on the water, gliding,
as we did decide
you would be my bride,
since then, our love abiding....
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