Way off the bridge I found a silver spoon,
It shined like a lover in the deep afternoon.
What do you hold in your metalic like glance.
A spoonfull of lovers who only will dance.
Or a sparkle of sugar on the sweetest romance.
Oh spoon full of sugar, wide with great chance.
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Author:
RSM (Pseudonym) (
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