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| Love is beautiful Like birds that sing, Love is not ugly Like rats In a puddle of vomit | |
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| Love is beautiful Like the sunshine And the dancing wind, Love is not ugly Like pus And lice And tobacco snot . Love is beautiful | |
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| Love is a many splendoured thing. It is not a shipload of slaughtered pigs Rotting and festering In the bleating desert . Love is what love is And love is not What love is not | |
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