You're The Thorn I Suck Without Any Pain

You're the thorn I suck without any pain you're the cherry blossoms pink witchery I hope we can be friends, I-won't-abstain if I'm stung, I won't ask for liberty. Aren't we two equal equable treasures? Let us combine both our wealth, our livings. You attract the bees, what countermeasures- can we bake out of these sweet misgivings? I've melted there is no foregoing thus he slew storm the castle demolished the rampart. Let us complete our vows, wear something blue, lift me above the clouds you've touched my heart. She sucked the thorn tasting, said I will not pluck takes my quivering hand tie this knot.