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The Depressed Shepherd In Reply to the Nymph

By greeny7, Chatham, Canada

It pains my heart for you to say
That it doesn’t please you to stay
Sure you will miss some lovely sights
While I’m on my lonesome most nights

Imagine a brushed stack of hay
Touching you in the slightest way
The sun setting above the ocean
Your eyes showing much devotion

If you wish not, it won’t come true
I will try hard not to be blue
And now put my heart at ease
After your choice, I’ll come to appease

While the Shepherds begin to sow
My heart will heal ever so slow

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