Dear little Miss Darling
Where roses flow I tend to see you
If this is meant I will not know
For the flowers are also bewildered by you
For the trees shall be belittled by a graceful swoop
Oh how you make me swoon
Dear my little Miss Darling
Do you notice me how I notice you
Purple pinks shrink in fear
For your purple pinks are so much clear
The tang of that dress, would you let me see the rest?
I might just faint if I were not a saint
Forgive me my dear
Dear my little Miss Darling
How you stroll
I admire from the sky, away from a fox swipe
Your so fierce, so sharp
Especially with those cat like eyes
Oh how I know you I do my dear
I will say a final thank
For I know you wish this to be spoken to you
For I do too
So I shall say it for you
My little Miss Darling
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