Fan Mail
You do not understand.
Our love was meant to be.
Your wish is my command.
You'll find me in your tree.
You'll find me in the car
that's parked beside your gate.
Oh fancy movie star,
I do not mind the wait.
It's something that we'll tell
our children with a laugh.
In love at last you fell
when I got past your staff.
Last edited by Roger Slater; 11-14-2010 at 07:54 AM.
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