Fallen Rose Peddles

HE LOVES ME WHEN THE ROSE PEDDLES IS FALLING,
HE LOVES ME WHEN THE PEDDLES ARE ROSES,
AS THE SUNSHINE SHINES ON THE ROSES PEDDLES,
THAT'S WHEN HE LOVES ME THE MOST AND THE MOSTLY,
WHEN THE ROSE PEDDLES AND PEDDLE ROSES DOES'NT FALL,
THAT'S WHEN HE DOESN'T LOVE ME AT ALL
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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