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- If plaster of Paris is not made in France If Ginger and Fred never learned how to dance If shoestring potatoes don’t grow in a shoe It don’t really matter because I love you If airports have doorways but call them a gate If calories will never cause us to wait If moisture each morning is something that’s due It don’t really matter because I love you If hamburgers aren’t really made out of ham And no one is sure what they put into spam If something that’s old becomes something we knew It don’t really matter because I love you If plants that are planted are still called a plant If uncles get mad when we step on an ant If skies that are happy do always seem blue It don’t really matter because I love you If doors that are open are only a jar If drinks are not served on a sweet candy bar If vegetable soup is not really a stew It don’t really matter because I love you If kings in a downpour get caught in the reign When birds lifting boulders are not called a crane If flying the coop came from chickens that flew It don’t really matter because I love you Grammatically speaking, my title is wrong And perhaps this poem goes on a bit long But who cares as long as you know it is true The one thing that matters, is that I love you
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May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 11:06 AM UTC
It don’t really matter
- If plaster of Paris is not made in France If Ginger and Fred never learned how to dance If shoestring potatoes don’t grow in a shoe It don’t really matter because I love you If airports have doorways but call them a gate If calories will never cause us to wait If moisture each morning is something that’s due It don’t really matter because I love you If hamburgers aren’t really made out of ham And no one is sure what they put into spam If something that’s old becomes something we knew It don’t really matter because I love you If plants that are planted are still called a plant If uncles get mad when we step on an ant If skies that are happy do always seem blue It don’t really matter because I love you If doors that are open are only a jar If drinks are not served on a sweet candy bar If vegetable soup is not really a stew It don’t really matter because I love you If kings in a downpour get caught in the reign When birds lifting boulders are not called a crane If flying the coop came from chickens that flew It don’t really matter because I love you Grammatically speaking, my title is wrong And perhaps this poem goes on a bit long But who cares as long as you know it is true The one thing that matters, is that I love you
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May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 11:06 AM UTC
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