BURLINGTON BABY II

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COUNTRY POEMS



      

       We kissed all the way from Burlington to Berlin.

       On our faces, were the grins.  

       We knew, the dating game, we did win.

       A trip, as good as a chocolate milk sip.

        

         Burlington baby.



      We kissed all the way from Chicago to Orlando.

      There's no place that we cannot go.

      One and one is not two, it's so much more.

      No space that we cannot explore.

      We can open every door.

      We can explore.



         Burlington baby.



   All the things to see.  All the things to do.

   We will never be blue.      

   All the way home, we knew we would never be alone.



         Burlington baby.



       Birds of a feather mate for life.

       A life as a husband and a wife.

       A love so strong, all night until the dawn.

      

      

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