Transcript:Quinton's poetry scroll
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When you visited
My ___ ___,
My heart jumped up
Straight through the roof.
All that glitters
___ like gold.
You're a shooting star
Breaking the mould.
Complete
When you visited
My teller's booth,
My heart jumped up
Straight through the roof.
All that glitters
Shines like gold.
You're a shooting star
Breaking the mould.
Riddle
- In sunrise's wealthy glow, the security of my feelings will grow.