Your hands, they tremble
Your hands, they fumble
Your hands, they sense
Your hands feel tense
My hands assist
My hands insist
My hands, they bustle
My hands, they rustle
Our hands, they seek
Our hands, they sneak
Our hands, they flit
Our hands don’t quit
At last!, I moan
Good God, you groan,
We sigh at ease
We found your keys.
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