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Submitted: Jun 30, 2008    Reads: 39    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Brennan

THe angel son they all love
You look apon a dove
THe sand twinkles by our feet
It would take an entire fleet

Everyone awaits your arrival
You were once our rival
The soul you cherish
Will never perish

Brennan, the towns baby
It is just a maybe
Come and heal our heart
Or we will all fall apart

Fight us with all your might
We will not put up a fight
Being the future great son
YOu can't be a con

Let  your wings spread
You will be lead
THrough the mighty land
Guided by a hand

Fly, fly way
ANd have your say
Brennan Boy
Brennan Boy


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