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Feb 2016
I love thee let me count the ways
I love thee let me count the ways.
I love you when you wake me in the morning
My love for laying out my close for me.
I love you when you have the car running for me.
I love you for dinner on the table.
I love you when you turn the tv to football.
I love you for all of that.
Only if it was true.
Written by
Harold r Hunt Sr  union sc
(union sc)   
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