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PoT OVA 10
One day I was looking o'er my father's castle wall.
I spied all the boys playing with a ball,
And my own true love, he was the flower of them all.
He's young, but he's daily growing.
I spied all the boys playing with a ball,
And my own true love, he was the flower of them all.
He's young, but he's daily growing.