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Completely round is the perfect pearlThe oyster manufactures;Completely round is the steering wheelThat leads to compound fractures.Completely round is the golden fruitThat hangs from the orange tree.Yes, the circle shape is quite renowned,And sad to say, it can be foundIn the low down, dirty runaroundMy true love gave to me, yes,My true love gave to me. Completely square is the velvet boxHe said my ring would be in.Completely square is the envelopeHe said farewell to me in.Completely square is the handkerchiefI flourish constantly,As I dry my eyes of the tears I shed,And blow my nose that turned bright red;Completely square is my true love's head:He will not marry me, no, he will not marry me. Rectangular is the hotel doorMy true love tried to sneak through.Rectangular is the transomLetras de cancionesOver which I had to peek through.Rectangular is the hotel room I entered angrily.And rectangular is the wooden box,Where lies my love neath the golden phlox.They say he died from the chicken pox,In part I must agree: one chick too many had he! Triangular is the piece of pieI eat to ease my sorrow.Triangular is the hatchet bladeI plan to hide tomorrow.Triangular the relationshipThat now has ceased to be.And triangular is the garment thinThat fastens on with a safety pinTo a prize I had no wish to win;It's a lasting memory that my true love gave to me From Letras Mania