Gator Bait Series Crossing The Line

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Gator Bait Series 2nd Crossing the Line
It's that time of year when I think of you....
And all the strange things we used to do...
We were young and cast our fate to the wind...
Regardless of the message that we might send..
Out to the world, cause we didn't care...
And that's what brings me here to share....
You treated me just like a queen honey bee..
And I believed and worshiped thee...
We shared our ups and downs together...
In thick and thin and stormy weather...
What was mine was mine and yours was mine.....
And we never ever crossed that line!
I assumed it would always be just you and me...
As no one else appealed you see....
My friends said you will break my heart...
But I told them that, I was just too smart....
As I remembered, what I was taught....
That no one could control my thought...
And then it happened I lost my heart....
My bracelet, my watch and my college ring...
And then you did that awful thing...
You lied, you cheated, you had stolen my bling...
And that's why now you aren't around....
Plus no way... will you EVER.... be found....
Cause I live where the GATOR is king......
And...like no one steals my BLING!

Gator Bait Series Crossing The Line
Tuesday, April 4, 2017
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living in Gator country can be dangerous BUT beneficial as needed
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