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  1. Bus stop wet day
    she’s there I say
    please share my umbrella
    Bus stop bus goes
    she stays love grows
    under my umbrella
    All that summer we enjoyed
    the wind and rain and shine
    That umbrella we employed it
    by August she was mine
    Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop
    sometimes she’d shop and she would show me what she bought
    All the people stared as if we were both quite insane
    Some day my name and hers are going to be the saaaaaaame!

    🙂

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