Love Song

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I love that you wear linen in December,CC Image courtesy of light_arted on Flickr
When the nights are cold,
I love your scuffed trainers,
You’ll never grow old.
Pneumonia will get you,
In the prime of life.
Wear wool, you fool,
I’d say to you, if I were your wife.



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