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Amy J Richardson

Rookie (4th December 1986 / Middlesbrough)

Paint the Town


The little boy runs with his toy
and smiles
That boy could fun for miles
and miles,
But the boy has grown into
a man
And when he has time he runs when
he can,
But now the man has grown old
and frail
And if he runs his heart
may fail,
So while you're young paint
the town
Run with life and don't
slow down.

(c) Copyright - 2.26pm Friday 15th August 2008

Submitted: Friday, September 19, 2008
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