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Little little button eyes,
little stupid little wise .
Little cheesy choppy cheeks 
little silken ,little sleeks.

A little late pouring monsoon 
on window slab , a little moon .
To my little serious baritone 
your little sweet slimy tune .

A little stream of kissing zephyr
Little humor and a little satire .
A little cute caked name 
in little little glittering flame ,

And all that I can put from here 
A little hope and a little cheer .
Little wishes and little love 
and like the little little morning dew
a little dream and a little you.
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