To mine own belov'd
The loveth yond shall groweth between us
is liketh a tree growing in the f'rest,
whose branches i shall eventually cheweth.
i shall behold upon thee with a loving gazeth,
mine own headeth on thy lap,
as thee scratcheth behind mine own ear.
and but soft, i shall falleth asleep and beginneth to sn're.
i heareth a hurtling, i shall protecteth thee mine own belov'd.
i awaketh from mine own slumb'r and bark until the dang'r disappears.
i shall showeth thee a loveth
deep'r than thee has't ev'r known.
and thee shall giveth me treats, f'rev'r
*please note these are virtual Valentines.
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