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Iridescent eyes of the seahorse rise
treasures she loves, others despise
a shooting star shan't fall very far
dim fireflies held in glass jars
April showers bring May flowers
dazzling dusts tossed in wind gusts
the trapdoos is open, the window half closed
the tapestry curtain vivaciously grows
II
London bridge did fall down
my fair lady nearly drowned
what is the reason to lock her up
when already she had such rotten luck?
Bracelets of silver adorn my wrists
candy kisses from sugared lips
candy kisses me, kisses me
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·o0O take the key and lock her up O_o
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SwitchbladeSymphony
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.nwad eht dessik ohw lrig eht m'I, pu em kcoL
