To Please Her Best
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James McLain
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To please her best,
and pass each test success is each encounter.
When counting fingers, if each toe climbing trees just out of reach the rain makes peaches sweeter.
But by those few whom never came, success
was but a dream she left, the nectar dries and lutes tell days.
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