Keith:
>You got a smile so bright,
>You know you could've been a candle
>I'm holding you so tight
>You know you could've been a handle.
>The way you swept me off my feet
>You know you could've been a broom.
>The way you smell so sweet
>You know you could've been some perfume.
>As pretty as you are,
>You know you could've been a flower
>If good looks was a minute,
>You know that you could be an hour.
>
>Ok, a bit short, room for
>The stupid things you do
>You know you could've been a Heortling
>the way you flee from broo
>You know you could've been a duckling
>
>Keith
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