Beauty as far as I can see,
and I am not talking geography.
I am talking legs, eye's and hair,
excuse me, I shouldn't really stare.
But a real dream machine she is,
and every man wishing she was his.
That cannot be you see,
cause she belongs to me.
Hope your 'dream machine' isn't a dream, Dave. Nice one though. Love, Fran the Fan xx
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If this is true in reality, congratulations and enjoy.--Melvina--