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Saturday March 17, 07
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06:36 AM - One Day...
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One day I'll learn one day I'll know one day I'll be too old to care one day things could be different I have to take it one day at a time and believe...
Here's a ditty I rushed earlier First draft,(revised) so forgive the flaws. An affectionate take on certain dreamers I know
One day…
Harry wants to be a rock star Fancy car, designer suits Singing songs composed on weekdays In his lunch-break hour at Boots.
All the time he's thinking of it All his life he’s dreamed of fame Cannot stand the latest boy-bands 'Cause their songs just sound the same.
Every weekend he’s out gigging Band rehearsals twice a week Flyers, posters, My-space pages Come along, the beer is cheap!
Harry knows it still could happen Never will give up the dream Keeps on playing, singing, writing Even though he’s fifty-three.
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