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May 2015
Come lay under the stars with me,
Listening to Stevie sing the songs
That seem like they were written just for us.

Come play with me,
When I want to feel young again.
Catch me, catch me, catch me if you can.
Then lay on the floor with me
When our heaving lungs
Remind us that we're no longer 10 years old.

Come curl up with me
On this couch, under this blanket,
And watch this movie with me.
I know you wont complain,
Even though we've watched it a million times.

Come sing with me in the bathtub
As we give each other shampoo Mohawks
And bubble bath beards.
Sing to me my favorite song
And I'll sing to you that lullaby you like.

Come lay in bed with me
When our day is done.
I want to curl up with you,
Even though this bed is huge
You know I will always end up
Right on your side by morning
But you never seem to mind.
Savannah the Desert Mermaid
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Savannah the Desert Mermaid  Your Girlfriend's Pants
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