It was one of those nights
when the moon was a bright token,
a silver coin that we would spin
and on its fall, win - always win -
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Wowser! ! ! This is delicious., Jan. Love it! HG: -) xx
You describe the sensations perfectly Jan, but I wouldn't expect anything less from your quill.....I felt the excitement running through my viens.. Ruthie: o)