|Get Well, by john hawkins|
Yesterday you were sick, but not very long. 3 little snips and it's all gone. Don't you worry little lighting bug,you have many ready and willing to give you a hug. Don't be scared don't you fear. God has your back, so dry your tears. Your strong and feisty and not alone. So let's Kick it's ass, and move along.
|Posted: 2017-08-17 18:21:59 UTC|
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