Roll All Over the Floor

Alas no, this is not so much about love per se. I have found someone to share my "hippie music" with. We met for what became an extended breakfast and I left with a promise of new music to be supplied on a regular basis. She may not like everything but I am fairly sure that wasn't the intention. It would appear a loaned CD is fair payment for a few moments on her piano.

Love is like a magic penny: hold it tight and you won't have any. Lend it, spend it & you'll have so many, they'll roll all over the floor.

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