Question

When dad ain’t around,

I shall come into town,

Killing your frown.

Your demons, they will drown.

You pretty as ever in your gown.

I will be on my knees when I get down,

To ask you a question that I’ve pondered on, for quite sometime now.

The words that are engraved on my shrine,

words so divine, that only pure undying love can confide.

Now these are the words in my mind,

Will you be mine?

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