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A Girl was strolling on the midsummer’s working day/The birds they had been whistling so merrily and gay/Together arrived a white steed, the finest array/And it carried a youthful guy, these words and phrases he did say/”Come Dwell by the great moon/That policies the potent tide/Climb up on my horse, enjoy/And be my sweet brideOutkast’s “B.