Sunday, February 21, 2010



Morning kisses fill the air;

they float and dance laughingly

before they land on me

here

and here

and here

oh!

and, oh yeah,

there, there, there!

Take me down,

down by the maypole.

I'll tie a ribbon of love,

fiery, sweet love

around the maypole for you.




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