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Rum-An-Tics, Ro-Man-Tics

Rum-an-tics, Ro-man-tics Rum-an-tics, ro-man-tics So-lu-tion, trans-la-tion, Drink vodka coolers Sis would not drink a touch, She’s not an ignorant fooler Bless her sweet heart smoother, Hope she’s around for Forty more years or more, She is the best sis in the west If she could help anyone in duress, Her magical feelings and heart Is so invigorating and pure of heart, There’s no one like her, only wish I could be so much like her, But I love my fondest wine coolers They go down so fine and real super, My sis is the best in the wild, wild- west. Written: 6/7/15 Theresa Marie

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Constance La France

Date: 6/8/2015 10:44:00 AM

Theresa, this is a beautiful tribute to your sister and thanks for visiting my poem, apply within

Theresa Cw
Date: 6/8/2015 5:10:00 PM

Thank you so very much Broken Wings for leaving a beautiful comment on and for my sister. Many years ago we were driven apart because of matrimonial purposes but at long last found each other again. She is my biggest motivator and inspiration as a sister should be defined. Thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment. Take care and keep penning beauty.