THE QUESTION

THE QUESTION

 

Were I not a mortal man

But of some higher and nobler clan

Would I then be able to see

Why you won’t go out with me?

 

True you are with beauty blessed

Your face, your hips, your lovely breast

Still I simply cannot see

Why you won’t go out with me

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