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| THE REAL ME I look in the mirror And what do I see? That wrinkled old geezer. Is that really me? I read something once On which I depend beauty's not on the outer, It's in the within. If the outer seen image Looks like some old coot Like some I should say That I don't give a hoot. But I have to admit That I really do care about the impression That I make on you. So what you see outside I can't re-arrange, But what is inside me, I always can change. (for the better I hope) "A SILLY ONE" Written by Shelby Forrest Copyright 2005 |
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| SONG: "HE BRINGS THE SUNSHINE" Sequenced and permission given |
