Friday, August 1, 2014

T'was a hot summer evening, Anita laid eyes on Ben

T'was a hot summer evening, Anita laid eyes on Ben   
But summer's gone now, and so is their kiss   
The only witnesses left are my paper and pen   
Let me tell you what happened, from conflicts to bliss   
   
T'was a hot summer. And now, touch my hand   
Let me give you my book. Here, turn a page   
Apart From Love is hard to withstand   
Here are Ben and Anita... Let them take stage   


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