Here’s to all the songs unsung,

here’s to those who daily drown

in the sunshine of your smile,

in the oceans in your eyes.

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Here’s to the faraway star

that lights our lives night after night.

Here’s to the meek, here’s to the might,

Here’s to the half-watermelon god.

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Here’s to the mice, here’s to the men,

here’s to those who fall and rise again.

Here’s to late night swims in to the lake,

to 1000 calories diets and cake.

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Here’s to the words we said,

the words we didn’t utter, the words we read,

words that desperately hang from our lips

always hungry, always longing for a kiss.

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Here’s to audio-books and smoke,

here’s to friends and inside jokes.

Here’s to racing around town,

here’s to the half-watermelon god.

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Here’s to stories, here’s to books,

here’s to your tempting sexy looks.

And here’s to your beautiful laugh

Daughter of the half-watermelon god.