Mark's drunk love poem

 Nann-see,
You so fan-see
So-fee
won't you let go of-mee
Jay-ray-me
when d'ya wanna
Pay-me
Daw-be
Let's kiss
Under the tree
And again and again
Like perhaps
The British
Control
Of the sea?

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