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Golden Gloves and a Solid heart never turns blue Iron Mike you do rule!
By Diane Michelle Campbellabout a year ago in Poets
Rugby is not her Black and blue shins not too cool American girl
I am no longer A caged violet-eyed beast Blue are my sad eyes
Brown eyes and skin me Tanned man with blue eyes are you Perfectly matched pair
Blue skies receded Nightlife sparklers wedding cake Matt and Diane are ready
No arrows or blues Eros owns Psyche’s heart now No longer secret
Parson Jim Doc Brown A tint of blue in your hair Not McConaughey?
My blue socked feet slide Like Wayne Gretzky on the ice Hardwood hockey no skates
Double decker bus No I am not such a thing Blue and Orange is me
The color is sad But is it unlucky too Be or not to, blue?
Why is it that you All think that thirteen is blue? It is just a number.
Blue Gods listen now! Zeus is a female goddess. Who is Jupiter?