When it gets dark
I can't see the wrinkles
in your face
Bring your sleeping bags
so you can sleep over
Bring some vegetables
We'll cook you up something cool
so come over.
What about a bottle or two to wash it down.The wrinkles just fade away.Nice one Adrienne. Sid John.
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Just packing my sleeping bag, will be over for an evening with friends.... oh yes, got a bottle, too. Love, Fran xx