I Love Andrew

"Every time I look down on this timeless town
whether blue or gray be her skies.
Whether loud be her cheers or soft be her tears,
more and more do I realize:

I love Andrew in the springtime.
I love Andrew in the fall.
I love Andrew in the winter when it drizzles,
I love Andrew in the summer when it sizzles.

I love Andrew every moment,
every moment of the year.
I love Andrew, why, oh why do I love Andrew?
Because my best friend is near."

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Okay, I took a little poetic license.
So sue me!! Aunt Jill will protect me.


Satchel.

(Hey Paris, don't beat me up next weekend.)