Hey Lindsay, my head is in pain
It feels like a little old man hit me with his cain
I wish you would rub my head till my heart content
you are an angel from heaven sent
On a lighter note
We have ordered invitations, now we are looking for a coat
It is hard to concentrate through the headache
They are wonderful invitations who the green kangaroo did make
I think you are asleep downstairs on the couch
a great wife you will make for you are no slouch
I Love you through and through from your back to your heart
I want to experience life with you never we shall part
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