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Rh When a maid is bold and gay
 * With a tongue goes clang-a,

Flaunting it in brave array,
 * Maiden may go hang-a!
 * Sunflower gay and hollyhock
 * Never shall my garden stock;
 * Mine the blushing rose of May,
 * With pouting lips that seem to say,
 * "Oh, kiss me, kiss me, kiss me, kiss me,
 * Though I die for shame-a!"
 * Please you that's the kind of maid
 * Sets my heart a flame-a!