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TO DANCE WITH HER
To dance with her rounds-up such bliss,
I can't rope words to half explain; It's so blamed sweet it seems to be
A second cousin to a pain. She drifts an' leans agin my arm—
Sweetheart an' dreams an' music fine— If anything is better, say!
I'd choke with joy if it was mine. |
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