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I Remember That Time
I remember that time,
That thyme I met,
My love, on which I was set,
He said he liked an item,
My hat, then with enthusiasm,
I mite add,
"It's the girl with the magic hat!"
He said when we met again,
The memory, I will always retain.
I gave him a letter in which I spoke in rhyme,
And told him about the thyme,
The time, in which I discovered him,
And who comforts my anxiety, him.
Then turned my head to cover my face,
Because it was going hot and red, my face.
When it was finally time to leave,
I wished I could stay for all thyme,
I was on cloud nine,
Our fates, they did intertwine.
That thyme I met,
My love, on which I was set,
He said he liked an item,
My hat, then with enthusiasm,
I mite add,
"It's the girl with the magic hat!"
He said when we met again,
The memory, I will always retain.
I gave him a letter in which I spoke in rhyme,
And told him about the thyme,
The time, in which I discovered him,
And who comforts my anxiety, him.
Then turned my head to cover my face,
Because it was going hot and red, my face.
When it was finally time to leave,
I wished I could stay for all thyme,
I was on cloud nine,
Our fates, they did intertwine.
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