🛠 My, my Brown Eyed Girl ☄️

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Roy rode his red bike to the park to play some ball-his pocket full of Reese's Pieces.

He rocketed by his hair slick back and looking real fine-his Comet blazing hot. ☄️

Whizzing by he saw a girl with an eagle eye, but nearly crashed his prize.

She was right there, my brown eyed girl, wishing she was mine.

The wind blew gently as the color of Fall masked her blush as they fell in love-Roy and his brown eyed girl eating Reese's Pieces in the park.

They kissed sweetly, then went to look for water, and lived happily ever after. 🏰

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