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MY CRUSH IS AS SWEET AS HONEY,
AND AS SWIFT AS WIND,
HIS FACE IS KIND AND HANDSOME,
FOR HE I CARE TO MUCH ABOUT,
FOR WHEN HE SPEAKS I GO BLIND,
AND LOSE ALL DOUBT,
BUT ONE QUESTIONS COMES TO MIND AT TIMES,
WHAT IF HE'S MY ROMEO,
BUT I NOT HIS JULIET?
I TRY TO COMPARE US TO THOSE LOVER'S,
BUT THERE ARE MANY THINGS MISSING,
FOR HE DOES NOT CARE FOR ME AS I DO FOR HE!