Poet's Corner:
Yeats
(The Lover Tells of the Perfect Beauty)
0:42
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Zorak:
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Here's a poem by Johnny Yeats.
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Brak:
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I love your meads and I love your flowers
And I love your junkets mainly,
But behind the door I love kissing more!
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Zorak:
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Hubba hubba!
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Brak:
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Oh, look not so disdainly,
I love your hills and I love your dales,
And I love your flocks a-bleating;
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Zorak:
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Baa-a-a-a-a! Ba-a-a-a-a! Baa-a-a-a-a! Ba-a-a-a-a! Ba-a-a-a-a!
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Brak: (as Zorak bleats)
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But oh, on the heather to lie together,
With both our hearts a-beating!
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Zorak:
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Ruff ruff! Yeah! baby!
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