I have no heart to write verses to May;
I have no heart-yet I’m cheerful today;
I have no heart-she has won mine away
So-I have no heart to write verses to May.
I have no heart to write verses to May;
I have no heart-yet I’m cheerful today;
I have no heart-she has won mine away
So-I have no heart to write verses to May.
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