10.10.2009

A poem with Erin

gives the impression of the color brown
looks like sleigh bells sound
lifts me up when I am down
come find me, where are you?

You will know me when the time is right!
Until then don't send your heart a-flight!
I'll show up when you least expect
A man even Erin would respect...

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