When I have nothing else to do
I sit around and dream of you.
Dream of the day, so long gone bye,
When we together - you and I.
Then Roy came 'round and butted in.
Things ne're will be the same again.
Your love grown cold,
My heart grown sad.
Oh Valentine - you drive me mad!
But don't despair you pretty thing
Someday you'll probably get a Ring.
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(Orignal copy)
(Letter from Aleana)
