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SweetYou forgotbut I remembered
Every timefor Two
So that the Sum be never hindered
Through Decay of You
Say if I erred? Accuse my Farthings
Blame the little Hand
Happy it be for Youa Beggar's
Seeking Moreto spend
Just to be Richto waste my Guineas
On so Best a Heart
Just to be Poorfor Barefoot Vision
YouSweetShut me out