Reverse Plagiarism
And I quiet reference quite my time
and then I realized
To quick mast self found none in yore
but that lifts me up yours eyes I've leaned
That match of piece in flight must bane
all this time
In true I flight my wings to traits
Must match the range from your cleavage
That cure what whys that might that men
I was reading a book by E.E. Cummings
And dear so long you're not on when
That which you wrote felt more than what
This match has seen I'm yours all then
but was in fact at all written
But I desire that truth can't blend
And now too late your wedding's been
by John, my neighbor
and then I realized
To quick mast self found none in yore
but that lifts me up yours eyes I've leaned
That match of piece in flight must baneall this time
In true I flight my wings to traits
Must match the range from your cleavage
That cure what whys that might that men
I was reading a book by E.E. Cummings
And dear so long you're not on when
That which you wrote felt more than what
This match has seen I'm yours all then
but was in fact at all written
But I desire that truth can't blend
And now too late your wedding's been
by John, my neighbor
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