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I love the lady in red
The way she packs her hair
And how she breathes the air
Oh an Angel! though dark not fair

When the sun blazes hot
She still smiles on
Though sweating, she's undisturbed
My Angel! Who dares touch?

Her smiles make butter melt
It's brilliance like the morning sun I felt
With blows upon my heart causing welts
Oh! How I love you, though find not words to tell