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This poem is about the poet's relationship with the kind Samuel This poem is about the poet's relationship with the kind Samuel
I was walking past the garden, Where I saw the tomatoes grow, I was walking past the garden, Where I saw the tomatoes grow,
I was wandering in the sand, It was all quiet, barring a breeze, I was wandering in the sand, It was all quiet, barring a breeze,
Once, I am a doctor, treating patients forever is my work, Come what may! Once, I am a doctor, treating patients forever is my work, Come what may!
Weather and Love! Weather and Love!
I wrote her a letter, Plenty of them followed, I wrote her a letter, Plenty of them followed,
Waiting for him to speak! Waiting for him to speak!