Floating Leaves
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Floating leaves, on the water,
Please bring me a little daughter;
Make her sweet and very small,
Though later, she may grow quite tall.
Roses blooming, on the vine,
Tell her she will be all mine;
I'll love her till the end of time;
She'll always be my valentine.
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