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Thursday, March 3, 2011

Lather, Rinse, Repeat

If today was a dream
And tomorrow a child
Today I would sleep
Tomorrow…run wild
I’d play hey diddle diddle
Jump over the moon
Savor my first kiss
Make a young lady swoon
If today I must sleep
‘Twill be rest of the young
For tomorrow still lies
On the tip of my tongue

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