Once in this beloved year were has gone, as many things you could say one simple word and lord, to play the cord of electric guitar of love, If That, when the world never ended like anything by the cutest and prettiest heart in rhythm of blues nonstop and unbeatable melody, the harmony it blow and flow smoothly out stunning part of life, If That, what happens a young colorful couple who sat on the same bench to see the fireworks and the moon was shining bright enough, Ooh, Aah, Ooh, Aah, their mind was set in stone, he got the Dairy Queen Blizzard in upbeat hand, It seemed very large, they dream something big and tall, If That, this land this universe this opportunity world to change of thought and sought beautifully, one of the best romances were excellent to spin around once twice and thirds, If you wanted to do it again in fourths, to unleashed the fifth wind
Written by
Michael James Brindley
10-13-17
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