INGRATITUDE
She took my hand in sheltered nooks, She took my fondants and my books, She took the lustrous wrap of fur, She took those gloves I bought for her. She took my words of love and care, She took my flowers, rich and rare. She took my ring with tender smi e, She took my time for quite awhile. She took my ardour, maid so shy. She took, I must confess, my eye. She took whatever I would buy— And then she took another guy.
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Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 922, 15 March 1930, Page 19
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86INGRATITUDE Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 922, 15 March 1930, Page 19
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