2021.12.30.
Pretty though I be, I’m really angry.
Pretty though I be, I’m really angryWith my friend, who asked that I
Go to see him
At the fountain where the stags go to drink.
I do no wrong to get angry with him
For daring to ask that I
Go to see him
At the fountain where the stags go to drink.
He must surely think me insane
Since he doesn’t come but sends word that I
Go to see him
At the fountain where the stags go to drink.