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I expect everyone of my crowd to make fun of my proud protestations of faith and romance.
And they'll say I'm naive as a babe to believe any fable I hear from a person in pants.
Fearlessly I'll face them and argue their doubts away.
Loudly I'll sing about flowers and Spring. Flatly I'll stand on my little flat feet and say-
Love is a grand and a beautiful thing.
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