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“Ladybird Heart by Stewart Stafford

O darling o' my heart,
If 'tis true that is what thou art,
Then recognise and see me.

Didst I not win thy heart so bold,
And giveth thee rings of gold?
Anon, honour our precious union.

But to interfering teams,
Thy loyalty now it seems,
Thee grants these canker blossoms o'er me.

Recall how they hath tried,
To jilt me from mine own bride,
And keepest thou lonesome and melancholy.

So, returneth, my dove,
To this, thy bed of love,
And sleep soundly beneath thy lovebird's wing.

© Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford