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MAMI  and  PAPI,
                                                                   “I  cried  the  tears  you  wiped  them  dry.
                                                                   I  was  confused  you  cleared  my  mind.  I
                                                                   sold  my  soul  you  bought  it  back  for  me,
                                                                   and  held  me  high  and  gave  me  dignity
                                                                   somehow  you  needed  me.
                                                                   You  gave  me  strength  to  stand  alone
                                                                   again  to  face  the  world  out  on  my  own.
                                                                   You  put  me  high  upon  a  pedestal  so  high
                                                                   that  I  could  almost  see  eternity  you
                                                                   needed  me,  you  needed  me.
                                                                   You  held  my  hand  when  it  was  cold.
                                                                   When  I  was  lost  you  took  me  home.
                                                                   You  gave  me  hope  when  I  was  at  the
                                                                   end  and  turned  my  life  back  into
                                                                   truth  again  you  even  called  M E FRIENDW!”
                                                                                   (Ann  Murray)
                                                                                I  Love  YOU  BOTH
                                                                              with  ALL  MY  HEART!
                                                                                      Jeannie




     P a tty ,
        “ c all  o n   m e   a n d   I’ll  b e
    th e r e   fo r  y o u
    I  a m   a   frie n d   w h o   a lw a y s
    w ill  b e   tru e !
    A n d   I  L o v e   y o u   c a n ’t  y o u
    s e e   t h a t   I  c a n   s a y
    I  L O V E   Y O U ,
    H O N E S T L Y ” !
               (S try p e n )
           I  A D O R E   Y O U







                                                            “   . . .   o n   th e   d a y   t h a t   y o u   w e r e   b o rn   th e
                                                         a n g e ls
                                                         g o t  t o g e th e r   a n d   d e c id e d   to   c r e a te   a   d r e a m
                                                         c o m e   tr u e ,
                                                         s o   th e y   s p rin k le d   m o o n   d u s t  in  y o u r
                                                         h a ir   a n d
                                                         g o ld e n   s u n   lig h t  in  y o u r   e y e s   o f  b lu e .
                                                            T h a t  is  w h y   all  th e   p e o p le   in  to w n   follow
                                                         y o u   all  a r o u n d .  J u s t   lik e   m e   th e y   lo n g   to   b e
                                                         c lo s e   to   y o u .”   (C a rp e n te rs )
                                                                               L o v e ,
                                                                           M a m i  &   P a p i
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