Poem
This is where Lily lives.
This is where Lily is silly.
This is where the grass grows greener.
And you can hear the sirens blear.
And you can see the orange tan tree.
And you can feel the breeze in your hair.
And you have someone who really cares for you
This is where Lily lives.
This is where Lily is silly.
This is where the grass grows greener.
And you can hear the sirens blear.
And you can see the orange tan tree.
And you can feel the breeze in your hair.
And you have someone who really cares for you
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