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Oh to be Portia
Oh to be Portia
For why would that be?
Her riches would help
And the beauty to please
Her mind is the finest
Of all around her
All of those reasons
I would be Portia
Her father seemed cruel
But loved her, it’s said
Three caskets he left
Gold, silver and Lead
If that was the answer
To find my true love
I would entrust my father
To do the above.
For why would that be?
Her riches would help
And the beauty to please
Her mind is the finest
Of all around her
All of those reasons
I would be Portia
Her father seemed cruel
But loved her, it’s said
Three caskets he left
Gold, silver and Lead
If that was the answer
To find my true love
I would entrust my father
To do the above.
Published 22nd Oct 2012
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23rd Oct 2012 6:50am
hon this is a delightful piece, and that underlying rhyme is so perfectly placed, it's hard to notice it's even there. lovely. easy fun read. thanks for that. i think i like portia too.
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25th Oct 2012 3:49pm
