Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Oh Victoria Mason how I heart thee
This necklace, sweet as summer rain
Made especially for girls like me
To not wear it, oh such pain!
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