ICE SO BEAUTIFUL
You are the Rose of Tralee, the
sister of all things good. Those
people watering the graveyard
with their festive hoses and their
honor guard, they could do no
better than to look your way and
cheer. The lovely place of your
cold heart warms itself as
it breaks the ice, once
more, for my sweet
entry into you.
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