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There’s a lot of love songs
to tell someone you love them.
But those words are someone else’s,
still you sing me love songs
on my old red guitar
and in your baritone voice.
You had a bottle of beer
and I had a bottle of Mike’s.
It was like the second date
when you sang me the Blues.
Though I requested songs
by George and Ira Gershwin
because I finally found
someone to watch over me.