King William was King George’s son,
For the royal race he run,
He wore a star upon his breast,
First to the East and then to the West
Go choose your East, go choose your West
Choose the one that you love best
If she’s not here to take your part,
Choose another with all your heart.
Down on this carpet you must kneel
As sure as the grass grows in the field
When you rise upon your feet
Kiss your bride and kiss her sweet.
Mrs. L. Timmons.
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