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the ladies lace, so full of grace, sews her dress to look her best, her wedding dress is oh so fine, i wish that dress could be mine, silk and lace it forms the waist, with lots of layers that flow right down, the train is long hanging from the gown,

her veil that covers her face so fine, the tiara that sparkles in the sunshine, the lace and silk is oh so fine, looking as beautiful and divine, the ladies lace that fills with grace, it is hanging at my place, my wedding day will be so fine, the bridesmaids from one to nine, a big affair it will surely be, there i join my husband with thee, the wedding day is right for me.

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