My love is like a red red rose,
gnarled with twisty sharp thorns
it stabs you when you least expect it
no matter what happened before
My love is like the beating heart
that pumps blood from your head to your foot
and when you're not expecting it
it gives and goes ‘kuput!"
My love is like the dove in the sky
not that special at all
and when you're not expecting it
it will leap and soar and fall
My love is like a Christmas gift
that you get from a loved one or friend
you thought you'd always wanted it
but now it's gone right out of trend
My love is like a red red rose
gnarled with twisty sharp thorns
I may not be the perfect love
but all my love is all yours.
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