Like a Red Red Rose

My love is like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June :
My love is like the melody
That's sweetly played in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in love am I :
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun :
And I will love thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only love,
And fare thee weel a while !
And I will come again, my love,
Thou' it were ten thousand mile.
~ Robert Burns

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And Hallowe'en is like a Black Black wihering one...
Started to shop for a Hallowe'en party today. It's a cheap compromise... I'm missing out on a number of events, so I thought I'd host a cheap option :o)