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Welcome to Paradise
Let me take you on a journey to a Land that I've heard of. You won't need To bring your passport all you need to Bring is love. Bring as much as you can Muster, there's no limit on this flight, it Leaves on Feb' the fourteenth, your seat Number's 69
You'll be flying over London, over Paris And New York down the east coast to Bermuda where a triangle is found. It is Here that wonders happen and a land Has come to light, a land expressly Made for love, a land called Paradise
A Valentine excursion staying at The Hotel Bliss where you'll check in in A heartbeat and your key will be a kiss Where the one you love is waiting in a Taxi parked outside and the driver has A card that says: Welcome to Paradise
©Joseph G Dawson Vote for this poem
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