February 7, 2012
By , Brewster, MA
The island of paradise
I’ll go with my twin
Oh how it seems so nice
To relax all day and swim
We’ll walk on the beach
And play in the sand
And when the ice cream gets to cold
We’ll walk hand in hand
We will wear matching clothes
And as tourists we’ll play
And then watch Matilda
On the rainiest day
On our way back we’ll be sad
And we’ll just want to trade
Our lives back home for here
Where the best memories were made

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