| The Love Nest |
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| Just a love nest, cozy and warm |
| Like a dove breast, down on the farm |
| A veranda with some sort of clinging vine |
| Then a kitchen where some rambler roses twine |
| In a small room, tea set of blue |
| There’s the ball room, dream room for two |
| Better than a palace with a gilded dome |
| Is the love nest you can call home! |
