If money grew on trees and the bills would fall with the breeze?
and if the preftect guy was around the corner, waiting to sweep me off my feet?
what if Oprah was your sister, wouldnt that be sweet? Ideal isnt real but if it was
I wish we could meet. I'd say stay a while, we can hang, unless it had a bell, that made it disappear
when it rang. This here is improv because I'm bored and trying to be deep, but wouldnt it be ideal if I got paid to speak? I'd talk all day and night and even in my sleep. Let me cut this short so that I can nap, but I'll be back next time with an ill rap!
-Murielle Henriquez
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