Anon
Anon Anon lets carry on
Anon Anon let hurry to the break of dawn
Anon Anon lets dance all night long
Anon Anon lets float to the shinning green pea sea
Anon Anon you’ll be so tender like me
Anon Anon the overwhelming alarm
Anon Anon at school we shall use our charm
Anon to the light
Anon to the dark
Anon to the sight
Anon to the lark
Alas things come anon even if thou is not fully prepared
Life has a tendency to come anon
And for all of those who love it..
Anon Anon….
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Beckizzle454posted on 02/25/2008
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