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Jul 1
When I grow up I want to be
a fairy on top of a Christmas tree
I'd make you laugh I'd make you smile
I'd put your present on top of the pile

When I grow up I want to fly
a tour operator in that big blue sky
I'd take you anywhere you'd like to be
as long as we're together just you and me

When I grow up I'd like my life
to be full of happiness devoid of strife
We'd sit and reminisce about good times we had
the greatest of course being a new mum and dad

When I grow up I'd like time to stand still
like walking the zigzag to the top of the hill
and when we get there we'd hold hands a last kiss
and remember the good times we will now surely miss
Terence James Potter
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Terence James Potter  69/M/Wales
(69/M/Wales)   
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