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Dear Queen
I shall send
Each night at eight
A little kiss
To your rusty gate
Finding it locked
And him being small
He won’t be able
To climb your wall
Your letter box
His only hope
His resting place
An envelope
Each night at eight
A little kiss
To your rusty gate
Finding it locked
And him being small
He won’t be able
To climb your wall
Your letter box
His only hope
His resting place
An envelope
Published 22nd Jul 2014
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