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I saw her,

And was smitten.

I don't like the way they treat you,

Said I,

Grabbed the thunder bolts,

And threw them back at the sky.

Stopped the earth from quacking,

And shoved the rocks back in its face.

Spit at the raging inferno with such force,

A new ocean took its place.

She smiled at me,

And it was all worth while.

What's your name, lovely lady ?

Cillia is my name,

Said she.

I hope to see you again,

And smiled.

Let's make tonight,

Said I.

I'd like that, said Cillia.

And it was all worth while.