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Oh, where art thou, my summer queen!

     Oh where art thou, indeed?

I was thy friend all summer long,

     Now I’m a friend in need.

My ring – its price – I now must have,

     For I’m in water hot;

I know thou art in Boston, but

     Thy address I forgot.

Oct. 22, ‘95

B. Courier,

 Nov. 10, ‘95