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O, my luve is like a red, red rose Thatīs newly sprung in June. O, my luve is like the melodie Thatīs sweetly playīd in tune.......Robert Burns. . . . . Not the usual type of rose associated with this poem. I thought perhaps more like a 'melodie' than the more sophisticated formal type. Wishing you all a melodie in your life.. . . . . .btw I sat on my hands - no frame :) and no fiddling whatsover :)