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When hearts are trumps

In her Pew.

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She looked up from her pew (Why she did, Heaven knows); But I smiled; wouldn't you? 'T was the right thing to do; And, pshaw, nobody knew. Then I tried hard to pose, But a look of hers froze All my blood. And I woo Her in future, old chappie, when not in her pew.

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