I love your English more and more,
It's harder than the iron ore,
But I will gnaw at the book's lobe,
And that is why I tread the globe!
But you don’t seem to understand
The ever-growing English trend.
My love of English grows of knowing,
That love of yours is ever growing.
Before I met you in the daylight,
I dreamed of you only at night.
I mastered every love confession
And fancied them until obsession.
We never met in blood and flesh,
But nights connected us afresh,
And when we face each other though,
Our English helps us - yes and no.
We seem to progress every day,
And more we practice with our say.
You said, you loved me ever since,
When you considered me a prince.
But titles do not bother us -
There’s nothing else there to discuss.
Our love has no chance to extinguish,
Because we’re learning to speak English.
I love your English more and more
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