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A Woman Met in Birkimelur Street

Wow, as I met you, how fair you were,

mildly smiling, and anywhere

I cycle my way through West of town

somehow, you are in the heart of mine.

First, though, I had to see you again,

back did I cycle and found you, then,

where waiting (you told me) you were for the bus.

Hotly and sweetly I'm thinking of us!

Might this be in the cards of Fate:

seeing you, Beauty, soon or late,

in town or anywhere, this would fill

someone again with that rarest thrill.