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L love the men, all that I do


And so may she who tries
L love their soft persuasions, too,


They plead SO with their eyes,
And then again their words so sweet,


And ardent kind and true,
Breathe happiness when us they greet,
Or bid fond adieu.
Yes men are creatures which are made
To be adored by woman
And Eve, the tirst, loved one, It's said.
And all the soft sex since then,
Then why should | without one be2
Oh will change my 'nomen,
When can find one who'll have me.
And be married woman.