How many cuddles dya think we all get
From the time we are born to the time of are death
Cuddles when a baby to sooth you to sleep
Cuddles growing up just for a treat
Cuddles from friends each time that ya meet
Cuddles from lovers between the sheets
Ya could tot up hundreds in a matter of weeks
Cuddles are great, Cuddles are neat
I just wish the feeling from a cuddle
was something ya could keep.
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