A Woman Called Hope
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Mark Heathcote
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A woman called Hope wearing red
Purses her lips like two vibrant rubies
This is youth, slender and tall
Looking for a man half-decent to fall
She is a fever - wearing a pale blusher
Every man if they should want her
If only to raise their body temperature
But Hope has a pout that says, look
But come no further
If truly, you want to be my lover.
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