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Jun 2013
Waking up on the floor,
After going to sleep at four,
To see your beautiful face,
Kind of feels out of place,

The big city really scared me,
But there was so much to see,
I just couldn't look away,
We did more than I can say,

From seeing the Fabulous Fox,
To awaiting the arrival of a box,
The week in Paradise now is through,
I'm just glad I got to spend it with you.

Through the snow and the sun
I had a whole lot of fun
And to know you did too
Shows me your feelings are true

You handled my family like a champ
And my obsession with vamps
In my car, you didn't die
And T-A was never shy

Our across the city march
Led us to the magnificent Arch
With Viking and Blondie we wined and dined
And those Christmas lights really shined

Then you showed me your home
Where cats, dogs, and cows do roam
The whole time, we talked, joked, and kissed
Your hand in mine is very much missed

And all of the photos along the way
Well, an interesting story they do portray
The week in Paradise is now through
I'm just glad I got to spend it with you
I actually wrote this with my girlfriend, so it's not exactly the same style I usually write with
Written by
Christopher Barnes
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