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May 2016
And then she said
It's time for bed
As up the stair she led me

And as time flew
I knew it true
'Twas fate that she should bed me

That bright young girl
With skirts that twirl
Was never meant to parry

And on that day
It's fair to say
I knew that we would marry
Brother Jimmy
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Brother Jimmy  M/Rochester, New York
(M/Rochester, New York)   
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