If we go to enjoy the seashore On a beautiful summer day, While the crowd is basking in sunshine, “It’s kind of buggy,” my hubby will say.
It matters not how great the food In …
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If we go to enjoy the seashore
On a beautiful summer day,
While the crowd is basking in sunshine,
“It’s kind of buggy,” my hubby will say.
It matters not how great the food
In smorgasbord or buffet supreme,
While everyone else enjoys the feast,
My dearie will spy a speck in the cream.
Guess who, in a glorious garden of bloom
Sees only the one that is dying? He!
All this, and more, provokes me, for
I wonder if that’s how he first noticed me!
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