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by Jane Brennan Feb 16, 2007 category : Friendship, family / best friends
Clouds are drifting High in the sky I lie and watch them Floating by I'd think of the things I like to do Going out with my pal For a drink or two We might decide to go for a dance and possibly find A new romance then we'd gaily Walk back home And off to bed we'd go alone