She’s the one that I call Honey,
The reason for my happy life
She’s the mother of our children
My winsome, lithesome wife
She’s there when ere I need her
Waiting at my beck and call
She’s quick when I say dress up
She likes to have a ball
She likes her children happy
She’s their cushion when they fall
She’s my pretty loving honey
The sweetest one of all.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
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