If I to prove my love should kiss,
I would not kiss you once, but twice—
Then ten more times for emphasis.
But two and ten is twelve and, Miss,
I fear that twelve would not suffice
If I to prove my love should kiss.
That I might fill what is remiss,
I’ll add one more to break the ice,
Then ten more times for emphasis.
Do I dare stop with one more kiss?—
My counting may be imprecise
If I to prove my love should kiss.
So I will add ten more to this—
But even then I’m not precise,
Then ten more times for emphasis.
Yet, when I start to reminisce,
I charge myself with cowardice
If I to prove my love should kiss—
Then ten more times for emphasis.
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