The In-Sync Honeymoon Dreamers
On an island of love, side by side,
strolled Ron and his beautiful bride.
So like heaven it seemed,
the two of them deemed
that to be there, they both must have died!
“Are we possibly dreaming?” they said.
“If we’re dreaming, we really aren’t dead!”
Upon saying this rhyme
at the very same time,
they awoke in their very own bed!
“So in synche with our dreams we have been,”
Ron said to his wife with a grin,
“We need never leave home.
Make our next stop be Rome.
Close your eyes, dear; let’s DO IT again!”
For LInda-Marie's Contest:
"Loveland LImerick"
Based on photo JT76955-Edit jpg
Written by Andrea Dietrich
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