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the notes play softly from her heart those she soothes become lofty from her part a basket of fruit for you, a tasket of the root for a slew those in want and those in need all feel calm to her feed only be truthful and remember never lie to dismember…. never be rueful when comes the tether of life…. the line she made to connect don’t hurt her kindness by destroying the ties that bind us her day of dimension…we recall,now this one girl,not of convention…as she stands tall but of a soul so pretty, she does as unto others what she would have them do unto her your swellness uncanny….a very Happy Birthday,Franny Until the sun smiles upon you: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7qjo15n0mGU |
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