Golden Arch

Joined together in holy bond
until death do we part.

And if not by death we do part
we shall travel the interstates,

To exchange our children at MCDONALD'S
GOLDEN ARCH.

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This one came about as i meet my Sons Mother half way between NC and Tenn. at McDonald's when its time for him to come stay with me or go back to his moms.While there i observed at less six parents exchanging their children.Also seen a movie recently with same.
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