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Romantic Comedy


No pleasure-dome of Kubla Khan
May I here offer you, my swan,
Just some old couch, the beat-up kind,
A rather iffy glass of wine,
Old movies that go on too long.

Not much to build a love upon,
I know. I get these things all wrong,
For you deserve a place divine—
A pleasure-dome.

I'm no great lover, no Don Juan,
But love I have. That love you've won.
So let us on my couch entwine,
On grapes and crackers let us dine,
Luxuriant in this salon,
Our pleasure-dome.

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Form K (Rondeau)

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