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Edgar Guest - A Valentine
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YOUR cheeks are pinker than the rose,
Your eyes are bluer than the skies;
Than you no fairer blossom grows,
In you all earthly sweetness lies.
Without you life were drear to me,
I dream of you the night long through;
Oh, sweetheart! hear my humble plea:
Please let me hook your waists for you.

Your voice is sweet as song of birds,
Your eyes would shame the stars above;
There is no power in written words
To truly tell you how I love.
When I `m with you I `m trouble free,
But absent, desolate and blue,
Darling, I pray you`ll hear my plea:
Please let me hook your waists for you.
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