Love is abound in London town, And it’s because it’s St Valentine’s Day, There are vast bouquets, with a message that says, Too bad Clintons can’t remind me of our anniversary. Diamond rings and sparkly things, Champagne, oysters and tears, I love you, I hate you too, Job loss, illness and fears. So promise me this, when I’m withered and grey, And it is no longer St Valentine’s Day, You will still love me for all that I was, That I am and become, Just because.
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- @camelvalleybob name checked in the Times defending English sparkling wine today. Nice work! 5 days ago
- Hold it together Oxford. You've got the bend. Crazy scenes on the Tideway! 1 month ago
- My alterego @nclwfinance is writing a blog ( bit.ly/AupDmt). Hoping it will motivate me to resurrect my blog. 2 months ago
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