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11/14/2003 05:02 a.m.
Poets often use many words
To say a simple thing.
It takes thought and time amd rhyme
To make a poem sing.

With music and words I`ve been playing
For you, I have written a song.
To be sure that you`ll know what I`m saying,
I`ll translate as I go along...

Fly me to the moon,
And let me play among the stars.
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars.

In other words,
Hold my hand.
In other words,
Darling, kiss me.

Fill my heart with song,
And let me sing forever more.
You are all I long for,
All I worship and adore.

In other words,
Please be true.
In other words,
I love you.

Fill my heart with song,
And let sing forever more.
You are all I long for,
All I worship and adore.

In other words
Please be true.
In other words,
I love you.

-Bart Howard
I am listening to Nat King Cole

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