7.3.09


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Walking arm in arm
And we're on our way
Dressed in my best lest
You guess my age
Let your finger linger
Through the coming day
We're on our way

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One comes
And a bit uneasy does he
Perch on her shoulder
To appraise the view
Heave
We've lost our way
Have we?
No, I believe
We'll make it through

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