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MY NORTH AND SOUTH
I am very, very fond
Of a blonde,
Mistress Maud, and so come here,
And yet, and yet, and yet
I like a gay brunette,
Therese, dear!
Of a blonde,
Mistress Maud, and so come here,
And yet, and yet, and yet
I like a gay brunette,
Therese, dear!
O what can a body do
With you two?—
Golden hair and rosy mouth!
Black hair and eyes of jet!
You blonde, and you brunette!
You North and South!
With you two?—
Golden hair and rosy mouth!
Black hair and eyes of jet!
You blonde, and you brunette!
You North and South!
Now, I love you, eyes and curls,
Little girls!
Give me each a dainty hand:
New England's hand shall lie
On my heart, and yours near by—
You understand?
Little girls!
Give me each a dainty hand:
New England's hand shall lie
On my heart, and yours near by—
You understand?
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