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Shall I go and introduce thy self to thee?
If so, I chance undue disgrace and shame.
Your presence chills my heart like shade under a tree.
If I refrain I will never know thy name.

Thy eyes are as green as a spring's early trees
And thy looks sit on a bed of roses
Thou are sweeter than a honey hive of bees.
Go forth to thee as you’re under our noses?

Thou makes thy heart pound hard like a fierce bull
Your looks paralyze thy strength, bring thee to a halt
Thee makes thy body thy heart thy mind crammed full
Thou would melt in thy arms like chocolate malt.

While I approach I slip as a joker to thee
She laughs stands up comes forth and says Ashley.