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Pot Of Gold
9 March, 2001
Author: Wilde Kat

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I was always chasing rainbows
Ever looking for the end,
Then you came along
And became my newest rainbow.

I searched and searched
For that fabled pot of gold,
A treasure so rare and valuable
Has been sought by young and old.

But I found that it was there
In front of me time and again.
I had found it and never known
It was you just being my friend.

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han (71.80.230.38) -- Wednesday, March 5 2008, 11:46 pm

good

may i use ur poem
 
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