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My love is with me sore and much annoyed,
With pristine anger flushed. Her shallow breathing
connotes that in her heart she sure is seething
With blazing eyes she stares. I avoid

To haggle but this ruse does fail to soothe.
I made an ass of myself, what to do?
I mentioned her in public, loudly too?
I lack sophistication. An uncouth.

I draw attention to the temple bells,
Which in the name of Lord are loudly tolled.
She says that I was foolish and uncalled
Was this and how her bosom heaves and swells

Well! I was deep in her love and proud of you
I made an ass of my myself, what to do?


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