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Oh Edith Love, Refuse Me Not
A Sonnet Without A Usage,
Doth not this piercing soul go down
with timeless songs unsung by you?
Besmirched like coal this old clown
feels singed, moreover feeling blue
Fork the mile come to my rescue
deliver joy to me beloved one
Suitor of my core, I love you
more then time more than sun
Nucleus of my dreams come hither
for this old buffoon needs your smile
you know he wishes not to wither
seared but un-scorched he is defiled
Oh Edith love, refuse me not
this old fool still thinks your hot!
not for contest
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Mystic Rose Rose
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