and the sweet memories begin to blur
but I'll always remember your hand in mine.
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Red Umbrella, Christopher Shay
It truly was a dark and stormy night when the brew master
finally left the brew pub. It had been a long day of brewing
but finally the fresh hops deliverd by the Jones family
were safely tucked into what Patrick hoped
would be a prize winning beer.
When driving you have to be alert
Don't let your mind wander
On what you might see in the dirt
Otherwise you'll end up like this
And really really get hurt!
Evening of musical crickets
I remember those teenage summer romances
One moment we're all playing sandlot baseball
The next we're breathless looking at the boy next door.
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