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I love, I love, I love
My calendar girl
I love, I love, I love
To look and watch
Her calendar
Of Cabbage Patch
Each and every day
Of the week
I love, I love, I love
My calendar girl
I love, I love, I love
To hear her think
Every day my ears
Must drink
Years ago
Let's say 28
I was nothing
But an ingrate
She was doing
Abrams fine
Not only books
Did she design
Now we're together
Like an aged wine
I love, I love, I love
My calendar girl
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