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January 3 There are some things about me you should know. I belch a lot. Have ugly toes. I pout when I don't get my way I talk too much - think I have SOMETHING to say. I have hair growing out my ears and nose. I laugh at my own jokes. I bite my nails - and it shows... So many things, dear you should know... My dearest darling, I love you so. I'm told that when I sleep, I snore. I dread the sound of the closing of a door. I'm insecure; I worry all the time That someday you may tire of my rhyme. And vanish into that God-awful dark - Because of some insensitive remark I might have said, by accident, While feeling overconfident. Despite these faults still you should know My dearest darling, how I love you so. |
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