By Original Work
I went %s to the doctor,
We lost my pants to the show,
With merry mess in our hearts,
And and that was that.
Through fields of blue we roam,
Where songs softly call,
The spirit finds a home,
And warm shines through all.
Let love fill the air,
And warmth fill our souls,
For years beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So lost my pants and play, friends,
With merry mess filling each day,
Till hearts guide us home again,
And we find our love for aye.
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