What She Said -

Ainkurunuru 11, 13, 15, 17, 18, 20

Green creepers planted inside the house
twine themselves with the cane outside
in his country of rivers.

by his careless cruel ways, we say,
" He's a good man, "

but my round soft arms
say, " Not so, he's not, "
and grow thin.
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