One day I got down on my knees
I started crying out with pleas
For Saturn then came up behind
Blasted through and shined
Revealing all the binds
It's sad now, it's almost time
For you to go, pull out a lime
Let's hope I remember to unwind
So next time won't be unkind
Because of all I've gleaned
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Author:
Audrey A. (
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- Category: Special occasion
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