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all about YOU....


 

If only wishes can come true,
I have one or two or maybe a few,
And they're all about you,

Without a prior hint or clue,
and with not many huge plans to
make, in you walk to play the cue,

Everything I thought was sheer new,
like there was nothing else left to do,
but to wait for the cool drops of dew,

What lovely eyes! What a view,
not just a smile, but mischief too
that could turn all my world blue,

If only wishes can come true,
I have one or two or maybe a few,
And they're all about you.

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