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HAYLEY OVER THE ROAD
A meadow of hay she is free
Creative and laid back is she
Up and out early
Boisterous but girly
Two years younger than me
Boss at karate
Quiet but chatty
Dimples and freckles so sweet
Cheeky and small
A queen at football
Apparently she's got flat feet
For years wouldn't see her
I'd call her she'd be there
I was scared I was losing my way
...Thursday 28th April 2022 2:23 am
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