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We two make home of any place we go; / We two find joy in any kind of weather; / Or if the earth is clothed in bloom or snow, / If summer days invite, or bleak winds blow, / What matters it if we two are together? / We two, we two, we make our world, our weather.
We two make banquets of the plainest fare; / In every cup we find the thrill of pleasure; / We hide with wreaths the furrowed brow of care, / And win to smiles the set lips of despair. / For us life always moves with lilting measure; / We two, we two, we make our world, our pleasure.