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A lady was going for walks on a midsummer’s working day/The birds they were whistling so merrily and gay/Alongside arrived a white steed, the best array/And it carried a young male, these words he did say/”Arrive Stay by The good moon/That principles the potent tide/Climb up on my horse, adore/And be my sweet brideThis pop-rock anthem walks thr