she is as the rose
crimson on the climbing boughs
blood red is her breast
she waits at spring’s close
scarlet petals to avow
the robin at rest.
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she is as the rose
crimson on the climbing boughs
blood red is her breast
she waits at spring’s close
scarlet petals to avow
the robin at rest.
the blighters rock 
That’s lovely
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