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(Written By Cohen, In "Night Magic")

Let me start with you Shy
up in your mother's lie
Tip toe, tip toe
Hiding your silky

Miss Shy to me
Along the snowy of modesty
Tip toe, tip toe
Hiding your silky

to me with downcast eyes
Come to me and the prize
Of your pleasure

How I like you Shy
Bundled up in mother's lie
Tip toe --
your outrageous pleasure!

o o o

And you I want
With your intact
With father's pipe
And brother's bat
And your quaint
In holy

your discipline
And your Darwin
And legal eye
On the peacock's
I see fallen man
Was to be

With your
No man can
Your absolutely
Contempt for the
on our paws
There are no
me where I can not speak

You I strong
your hatred intact
With your father's
And brother's bat
Now me
Where I speak!

o o o

You I want for my
To gossip with me and tea
To walk down by the river's
You I for my friend

To the water going by
The swallows climbing
To tell me I lie
When I you I cannot love,
love

To my heart better than me
To be my in charity
To speak of old and new
To say to me, what done to you

You I want for my
To make some of our difference
To eat and drink
To one another,
And may our conversation end!

o o o

And you
I your
Beauty
all
but my
Own
So may know
womanhood
Or hear you
pleasures
To an infant

You be
to me
There be no

For I weave
A so tight
About loveliness
No man ever guess
The wild commands you
From your to the night

And
Drops the
a man
And
Him to
lips
And lets nipples
I can
Hear you
pleasures
To an infant

And you I
To at me
And you I
To of me
You I want
I want you
You I veiled
And you to
I you clumbsy
I you skilled
You be
You be mild...

You be
You be
You stay
You outside
You comb out hair
You keep it
I want, I want, I
I want to the world
You comb out your
You keep yours
I want, I want to the world!

o o o

And you
Who did not come
I will for you
And you
Who are not
I write for you
And you
Who appear
In of chance
And
I will
I will
a child
Who's watching
As she
the air
In splendour
In the
of a cave
Open-armed and
To save
And all the
to mother

And I
By the

Of
Enfolded
I
By
The unrequited
Of
Human
And all
Its
pleasures
I
By
The light
Of my

And covered

Intrigues of
Whose is
To let me
I
That I be
For the one
Who not come
To me
I that
I be
Her
Her
And
lover.