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Nov 2015
The two of you
It hard to say good to the two of you.
I think of each time I have a glass of milk.
Time we shared over each glass was a great time for me.
I'll miss you both as we part.
I'll only cry when the milk is gone.
So bye for now my two friends
Till the next time I have cookies.
Written by
Harold r Hunt Sr  union sc
(union sc)   
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