Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your golden hair
Let me grab hold of it and
Place my foot upon the wall.
Let me pull myself, handful by handful, and
Climb up to its roots.
Let me tug on your scalp and
Watch a teardrop form in the corner of your eye;
You must be happy to see me.
Rapunzel, let down your hair
Let me come to you.

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