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Aug 2015
The room was bright I'LL  never forget-
AS we celebrated that night we met-
MY toes nervously wiggled up and down-
I felt just like a circus clown-
WE toasted our meeting surely with class-
Pouring our wine into our glass-
Together we are happy as can be-
A beautiful future for you and me-
THE END
Written by
RICHARD ANTHONY SATTANNI  BRIDGEPORT CT.
(BRIDGEPORT CT.)   
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