You're being an idiot.
A pain in the rump,
To be quite blunt.
But I can't help loving you every hour.
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14: loving you every hour
You're being an idiot.
A pain in the rump,
To be quite blunt.
But I can't help loving you every hour.
[Poem, completed ]
