My love is like the red, red berry
oh, no, that’s not how it goes
but the profligate rouge of this creekside cherry
serves notice to the red, red rose.
With apologies to Mr. Burns.
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My love is like the red, red berry
oh, no, that’s not how it goes
but the profligate rouge of this creekside cherry
serves notice to the red, red rose.
With apologies to Mr. Burns.
