A wink to you for I kid you still
Look to me for thy eyes see
As though their mine and look for me
A prophecy once would pass thy lips
A gasp I said upon thy slip
Small child I cried upon thy quip
For the fathers hand thy hold
How angry might he be
For my mind saw what I should see
Back talk of a high degree
Tis now what is affecting me
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