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November 8, 2013
Oh sweet Arabella, make of me what you will.
Your opinion counts, your voice gives me a thrill.
When you turn away, I can feel the chill.
So sweet Arabella, my dearest wish please fulfil.
Take pity on this boy, for dear mercy’s sake.
Sweet Arabella, I beg you, give me a break.
I toss and turn and stay wide awake,
until dawn rises, and finds me with heartache.
Sweet Arabella, don’t put me through the mill.
I can’t give you diamonds, nor dress you to kill.
but we could live in a cottage, up on the hill.
Say you’ll pledge me your love, forever, until….
So sweet Arabella, it’s as much as I can stand.
The choice is one that only you can command.
If you are not there tomorrow, sat by the lake,
I’ll know you’ve chosen, that handsome boy Jake.
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