A Burning Desire reminiscent of my Past
On a cold Winter Night when I was just a Lass
It was then that I met A kind Gent standing by the Fire
The Mayor of the City soon to Retire
His wife played Violin in the next room
At the Stroke of Midnight the Bagpipes played under A Full Moon
A Brand New Year Celebrated with Wine
My Memory is Fading with the Passing of Time
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