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Poems by Rose
Control
Control I must from suggestion
My dignity I should still treasure
Yet my limit remains in question
When 'yes' is no doubt pleasure
Beyond any means of measure
Too soon I harp once more
For weeks of two we met
Wait you must I do implore
No reason for your upset
With me you won't regret
Challenge this is directly to you
For simple act is easy to obtain
Purpose must be proven true
And not just simply mundane
This I must say in pure pain
If patience you can't master
Then my apology I now give
But this can't be any faster
For failure I refuse to relive
My suitors I carefully sieve
Door is open that you know
Need not your presence here
Though I like I must be slow
These words me so sincere
Hope I do that it comes clear
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