Tell me true, oh fairest Amergin
how come you to walk among men?
With crystal eyes and ivory skin
verse and rhythm vibrating within
Do you not see your skill is a sin?
How tightly you weave, how easily you spin?
If I could have a wish from any jinn,
it would be I was lucky enough to win
your precious heart, sweet Amergin.
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Very cool!
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