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Marry Me Baby

(Feeling playful)

Love forget the attendants
Who needs a preacher
Just keep your eyes
On my curvy features

Follow me, won't you
Right up this aisle
Trust me then
You'll have a reason to smile

Who needs a fancy dress
It just gets in the way
My hair is a vine of curls
It looks better that way

To have...to hold
To love and to cherish
To tease and taunt
And eventually ravish

So take my hand love
Don't be shy
Just think from this moment on
You are mine

~THE FLOWING PEN~
7-6-04


















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