Monday, April 23, 2012
English Rose
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No matter where I roam,I will return to my English Rose for no bonds can never tempt me from she.
I've sailed the seven seas,flown the whole blue sky but I've returned w/ haste to where my love does lie
No matter where I go I will come back to my English rose for nothing could ever tempt me from she.
I've searched the secret mists,I've climbed the highest peaks caught the wild wind home to hear her soff voice speak.
No matter where I roam I will return to my English rose for no bonds can ever keep me from she.
English Rose-The Jam
A running journal of races and training runs plus my own unique born again black hearted celtic pagan anti social commentary
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- kevin f forde
- Born in London,of Irish parents moved to America in 87. Reformed smoker,quit drinking on Aug 14th 88 Biggest regret in life drinking away my marriage to Erica
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