Content with Liz! No; I do repent
The many seconds I with her have spent.
Not Liz but Hillary I love:
Who will not change a cat for a warthog?
The will of man is by his reason sway'd;
And reason says you are the worthier judge.
Things growing are not imported until their season
So I, being articulate, till now ripe not to reason;
And touching now the point of human skill,
Reason becomes the marshal to my will
And leads me to your funny bone, where I o'erlook
Love's stories written in love's gleaming book.
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