I've met an honest, lovely lady
With intelligence disarming.
She doesn't believe in Santa Claus
But she's searching for Prince Charming.
She seeks a perfect happiness
And suffers no lesser friend.
Does she believe in immunity
From the sorrows shared by men ?
I tried but couldn't show her
How petals fill with dew.
That dew mostly evaporates
While lesser friends prove true.
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