Two strangers into each other stumbled Two friends holding each other tumbled Two lovers hating each other rumbled Still wanting each other, they trembled ... He think he knows her Like an old love-letter, read, reread Until fading words paint familiar iris Butterflies and blooming trees But you do not know her! Be filled with dread! She is nutty! She thinks she knows him Like path to moonlight tryst, trod, retrod Until pebbles tease familiar feet Marking time with heartbeat! But you do not know him Get a spanking rod! He is naughty!
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