The Pretty Star and The Pretty Dove

The pretty star is over there Waiting for the pretty dove to Fly into his kingdom where he And she can meet and unite in One pretty love for ever and ever, It's not difficult for the pretty Dove to fly to the pretty star Anytime, anywhere, and everywhere, As long as love is the common Thing, then everything is easy, The pretty star welcomes the Pretty dove with her family to Come into his pretty kingdom anytime, Nothing, but love that can pave The pretty coming of the pretty dove To be the pretty princess of the Pretty star's kingdom anytime, The pretty star is waiting for the Pretty dove to come to be the First visitor over there and for ever, Love dwells in the kingdom of the The pretty star, so life is great, Time flies, but patience is existing For the pretty coming of the pretty dove, All other stars are brilliant watching The pretty dove flying into her love, The pretty star is always ready to Welcome her pretty coming anytime, so When she comes, immediately they will Be united wonderfully in one and pretty love.

Submitted: Sunday, January 12, 2014
Edited: Monday, January 13, 2014


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