Should I get old I'll wear
a pinny with a pocket and I'll put
a paper packet
full of coconut mushrooms
in there.
My twinkling eye will smile
all the while you speak
and if you pause for thought
I'll rustle my packet
and let you pick one out.
He said You're like a feather, blown around by the wind. And though surprised, She hadn't questioned him. These were the first wor...
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