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| Alice E. Steimle - March 2006 |
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| I truly believe we're a collector of many things Whatever it is, or whatever it brings I was a collector of bells long ago Carefully I washed them; taking it slow Cowboy is a collector of trains, as you know My brother-in-law Bud started him long, long ago Then I took to pictures, collecting many a book Funny how we changed, now see how we look |
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| Then I started music boxes, then came a figurine or two Before we moved down here I gave some to you Now I collect Internet Angels, God sent them my way I thank God for them, blessing each one today I certainly treasure them, they are really sweet If I had one wish there are many I'd like to meet Some folks call them buddies, or perhaps a friend Whatever you call them I sure pray it will never end |
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