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October 11, 2013

 

 

When the waves

on the shoreline

cease to exist,

and gone forever is

the morning mist-

I’ll still be loving you.

 

When the pyramids

collapse that are

older than time,

and church bells

never again do chime-

I’ll still be loving you.

 

When each year

the Christmas season

begins in December,

and the build up to it

no longer starts in September-

I’ll still be loving you.

 

When stores have sold all the

sofa’s, that in the world,

are for sale,

and every footballer is

as good as Gareth Bale-

I’ll still be loving you.

 

When men replace

the seat, along with

the toilet lid,

and women discover the

remote, from where it is hid-

I’ll still be loving you.

 

When I’ve taken leave

of my senses, and flown

to a paradise Isle,

with waves on the shoreline

making me smile-

I’ll still be loving you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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