Jennifer, Guinevere, Gwenhwyfar.



Jennifer, Guinevere, Gwenhwyfar.
You are the woman of my dreams,
you are the captain on my team,
you pull on my heart strings and make it beam;
when my coffee is black you are my cream.

Oh Jennifer, Guinevere, Gwenhwyfar.
You have a heart of gold,
when we first met you had me sold;
your body keeps me warm when the weather is cold;
you are so beautiful, you have to be told.

Oh Jennifer, Guinevere, Gwenhwyfar.
You make my mind swirl,
you make my knees twirl
and if I had hair you would make it curl,
but most of all, in my oyster you are my pearl.

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Mark Quinn has always been creative. A strong desire to fulfill a childhood dream is what spurred him on to write and publish his first book back in 2013. He lives in Manchester, England with his wife and furry friends. He is active in charity work and supports a variety of local causes. Mark’s wish is to entertain and amuse people with his stories, taking them out of their normal surroundings for just a brief time while they absorb his imagination through his writing. Happy reading!

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