O my dear fair one
You have over my heart won
Lsts together have some fun
And produce and illustrious son
Let him shine like a sun
We will keep him away from gun
Violence will he shun
And trust will he all and One
He will love all and hate none
His arms, for all, will be open
He will not be the Chosen One
But he will be for all a loved one
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