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She is the worthiest in the world Those who say otherwise are wrong And she is worthy to bear the crown Come, you shall be crowned Ivy is soft of speech, and mild In the face of evil she stands for good He who attains her is blessed indeed Come, you shall be crowned Come, you shall be crowned Ivy's hus is brilliant green Among trees, she is the most exalted And now the truth I prove to you Come, you shall be crowned Come, you shall be crowned Ivy bears berries of deepest black God grant that we all get to heaven at last For in that place we shall nothing lack Come, you shall be crowned Come, you shall be crowned Come, you shall be crowned Come, you shall be crowned Come, you shall be crowned Come, you shall be crowned Come, you shall be crowned Come, you shall be crowned |
