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For Robert Herrick

When swift to me some whey my milkmaid tows
how I'll then laud my bovine beaux
for all the satisfaction that my stomach knows.

And how I’ll  call “come back to me”
when then she leaves me all too hurriedly,
"Ah Lass, I am unsated yet by thee!".
Written by Baldwin
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