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Move in and live with me, said he.
My parents won’t agree, said she,
they will say it’s not for me
and I would rather marry.

But we might wed and not agree,
that could lead to divorce, said he,
and this way you will easy see
I’m not Tom, Dick or Harry.

Look, said she, quite honestly
though you’re a special man to me,
it’s something that can never be
unless your name I carry.

You’re something of a pest, said he,
I know what works the best for me.
So if it’s marriage and monogamy
then I’ll no longer tarry!

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