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Tyler Steven Clark

Waiting for the one

I’ve sat here waiting
On the corner of markway and dessmore
Waiting for the perfect girl
To come knocking at my door
I often sit and wonder
Is her hair blonde or is it brown
I often sit and wonder
How much longer till I’m found
Maybe I should put up a sign that says
“Waiting for the one”
Then I can sit back, just relax
And watch them as they come
Sitting and waiting is the best way
To find the girl of your dreams
The best way for everyone else
But not for me it seems...

(2014)

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a friendly cake

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