A poison tree
"And into my garden stole,
When the night had veild the pole;
In the morning glad I see;
My foe outstretched beneath the tree."
William Blake - A Poison Tree
Waiting on a friend
"A smile relieves a heart that grieves Remember what I said I'm not waiting on a lady I'm just waiting on a friend" Waiting on a Friend - The Rolling Stones
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