H e irritates me so much!
A nd I hate his sickly touch
T o know him right there, is
E xactly hard to bare!
A nd I bring myself to smile
N ow seen from a mile, and all
D own to him ...
L ove is a strange thing
O ften growing from just a grin
V ery mysterious to me
E ventually in love with him I see ...
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