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My life became a song and dance, When Iris spoke in her musical tone, When I first saw her in her stance My life reached a decisive milestone.
My life got an important bookmark, When the message came from Denmark. My life will become the rainbow arc, When Iris will come into my park.
I long for Iris in my garden of bliss, Feeling her in my touch to every flower, The soil is there, here is the seed, What needs be is a single shower.
Sun, moon and stars in her wet hair, With a kiss make me mortal and fair. |
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