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He

He's tall, he's nice, he's funny, cute
And me, my heart now plays a flute
It plays a tune with joyful rings
It plays a tune that smiles it brings
He makes me go all squealy-squeal
And dreamy states I start to feel
I start to laugh and grin alone
I start to stare hard at the phone
I wonder why and wonder now
I got into this situation somehow

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  1. Date: 9/14/2012 12:40:00 AM

    ah,, lovely feeling of He..who is that lucky he:))...thanks Steffi :) SK

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