Description My dear how strange
You see me plain
A lady so small, yet as you stand here
You gaze straight upon me with no trace of fear.
Do my eyes deceive me or could this be true?
Your kind, with us. they want nothing to do.
How awful it is to be misunder...
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Description My dear how strange
You see me plain
A lady so small, yet as you stand here
You gaze straight upon me with no trace of fear.
Do my eyes deceive me or could this be true?
Your kind, with us. they want nothing to do.
How awful it is to be misunder...