I spy something green and white; flying high, flying high.
Hung between two walls of brick; looking slick, looking slick.
No more flapping in the wind; securely pinned, securely pinned.
Come and give The Lofts a visit; you'll be glad you did it, you'll be glad you did it.
Umm, I should go pro.
Monday, January 25, 2010
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