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Liveliness and the spotlight
She comes wearing the flashest
All the young ones want to know if she is going to do anything on Friday night
Everyone got a brother that she should date
All of her friends are popular and smart
She is the First Lady of her crowd
Everyone's mother thinks she is so cute
She got a good example for everything
Liveliness and the spotlight
She got the best answer in the room all the time
Everyone likes her
Everyone who got a brother, knows her
She got a really sporty body and always dresses like a lady
Liveliness and the spotlight
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Shoes were always, always a big thing,
On the major avenues.
Shoes were big, but bigger then ever- they were vibrant.
Vibrant, and full as Hollywood Avenue itself.
The avenue everyone who was anyone heard of.
Hollywood Avenue .
It was Ms. Maam to Mrs. Vibrant Salon
The salon that “snap-fingers at, shoes”
Vibrant Salon was like Capital Records, Capital Bank, the state capital-
Too; high paid employment, beautiful men, women with big dreams and a lot of time
to shop.
The entrance to the hottest car parking lots, hotels and restaurants
Vibrant Salon had it all, absolutely-
They had young girls who wanted boyfriends
Women who sold; perfumes, coats jewelry out of their cars-
Vibrant Salon was way large, but more so-
It was vibrant
Unique color; with abstract matching patterns
Creative arts with the frame work included
That came from far away lands.
Salon professionalism and the sexiest apolstry.
Vibrant Salons
Vibrant and large
Salon like arcilicture
And salon like fame
Vibrant and unique
Hand polished and full of professionalism
Vibrant Salon had it all-
Older girls that had been presented awards
Vibrant finger nail polish that made your feet look Hollywood Avenue worthy
They were the ones that were “all that”
“All that and Vibrant”
Salon like professionalism and vibrant Hollywood attitude
Vibrant Salon,
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Entering Houston once again was comforting;
Warm, relaxing , inviting quite, calm
Yet, another venture regarding business
And an, airport landing
Houston was different
It was one of my favorites to visit
For it was keen in luxury
Cabbing from my hotel was a regretful venture
Of course, but work was calling.
Entering the furniture gallery was a marvelous site to see
The architectural trimmings were hand crafted,
Absolutely tasteful portraits
To salute the designs
Warmly framed, as a polished
Decoration of the esteem work
This particular city had a “nack”
For size conglomerates.
They padded every-square inch of the building structure with;
Luxury barista shop with French coffee and English
Salutes to royal ways of life, recipes in restaurant sized cafés.
Giving our salute to luxury
Is a tasteful venture of itself,
Coming keen in recognition
Of its immense history,
Colossal impressions
Boldness and detail.
Elaborate usage of stating
The importance of each concept
Relaying again and again on conceptual pattern
Luxury, is Texas and every street of Houston , that ever had the pleasures of being
traveled, and every gallery it housed
You visit, luxury
You salute history
You yet again
Complete a portrait
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With wind blowing definition, Captured in a photo.
A flower and the color is as ravishing as the sensation of Mrs. Owens in her essence
The sequence of it growth
The nature in its own habitat!
The flower’s own essence is essential to take note, because only in that would you
appreciate
It in fullness
Size, magnitude, color
Essence
Essence
Essence!
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In a wedding that is perfect,
It has a beautiful bride
A beautiful dress,
A perfect appearance
She feels perfect
She entered with perfect neatness
She walks perfectly in her dress
Her groom is dressed in perfection
In a perfect wedding
The flower girl is decorated beautifully
She accompanied with a perfect thought in her mind,
Of a perfect wedding for herself
She loves the beautiful dress of the bride
She loves and adores, the walk of the bride
She feels the bride is perfect in apperance
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If there was anything
I mean anything at all
That I could do
I would tell you
I love you
I want you to know
I love you
I do
I really do
If there was anything
That I could do
It would be to tell you, I love you
You are my love
There is nothing I would rather do
Then spend the rest of my life loving you
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I remember when homes were,
Made of brick and
cement
When service was on Sunday
And La’Tasha would
always sing,
As I Reminiscence over the
times,
La’Tasha sang at Church
Service
I marveled the day I moved
away
It was many days before I had
a home again,
Six daylight savings and
a leap year had passed I would
say;
When I made it back to service
To hear La’Tasha sing
Oh how she could sing
The mothers in the front
rows would bellow
With their handkerchiefs
Waving Amen.
La’Tasha had a gift to
Sing
Amen and Amen
Everyone agreed
La’Tasha
Could Sing
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A slow song that I want to share with you
There not another thing I want to do right now
Something to express how I have felt
Being yours and you being mine for all this time
I want this to last for the rest of our lives
Spend this song together so that we last forever and ever
A slow song that I want to share with you
So we can live from this moment on
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No it’s not enough
As long as they are loving us out here
We ain’t gone stop
Let’s keep like this
Were they want more of this show
No it’s not enough
Let’s keep going strong
As long as they like this show, let’s keep them wanting more of us
We got product to push
Consumers to satisfy
It’s not enough as long as they loving us let’s keep giving it to them like this
We got to. It’s not enough
We got keep satisfying the consumer keep them wanting what we can offer
Keep the best show
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Knowing things as a child is one thing
Growing up is however different
I remember friends
I remember having dreams
I remember having nightmares
I remember wanting to be a kid forever
And times when I could not wait to grow up, because I did not want to have a bedtime anymore
There were days when I picked to be twenty-one, sixteen, thirteen, or twelve forever
I would watch others who were older than me and admire the perks of their age
It’s really different when you grow up
You just remember
Remember wanting to be twelve, thirteen, sixteen, and twenty-one
I like those memories there things I hold dear to myself
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