Ali With a F

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This quiet fellow failed on cordiality,
Thy shyness can beat Mimosa Pudica,
A cute clay with Chinese face,
Sir of timid,
Did you aware I poetic?
Silently carving him on the next page,
Behold "We are not soulmate."

He tall as I — in front of lighthouse,
And 'H' just a girl beneath the basement —
Craving a lover,
Misgives she, bloodline -
Mine veins unpleasant,
Then the rules capsize heard that I the older one,
Born to be in same scion,
Smitten hard with this man.

Said Religious; "Cousin can create child"
It is right — but my left telling no,
A grace in disguise,
My faith fluctuate as tide,
All grand maiden bewitched by his eyes,
— Also I —
wondering whose daughter wld champion?
And make him fall as deep as sea.

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