You are so my fair Maiden
And I'm like robbing hood,
As in my arms you're laden
With a wealth of doing good,
I stole your love with etiquette
As I am chivalrous to a Lady,
I hope you now have no regret
With my transgressing chivalry.
I steal for myself as I am so poor
But a loving lovely love I do gain
From being so considerately sore
With pain as I absently abstained.
Whence you cometh I am happy
And like the rich It is so wealthy.
Copyright Andrew Stevenson 19/08/2024
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
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