I am full of lovely butterflies,
Each one a happy thought.
They twirl and swirl, and flutter, fly,
They make my face grow hot.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
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I doubt you need a description after the title.
I am full of lovely butterflies,
Each one a happy thought.
They twirl and swirl, and flutter, fly,
They make my face grow hot.
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