Nov 1, 2026
THOU
When I beheld thou
My wrath vanished from you.
When I beheld yer face
I whirl for year prudence.
My sorrows are from head to knee
To your sympathy I always flee.
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I don’t know how I quaffed a drink
When your face appears, your body shrinks.
When yer face veil’d at night
I will come to you with bright light.
I thought when thou were being my bride
I have to fight against the tide.
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