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[PSEUDOLUS]
You're lovely,
Absolutely lovely.
Who'd believe the loveliness of you?
Perfect,
Sweet and warm and winsome,
Radiant as in some
Dream come true.
Now Venus would seem tame,
Helen and her thou-
Sand ships would have to die of shame.
You're so lovely,
Frighteningly lovely,
That the world will never seem the same.
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