There is love in each of your ten little toes,
and it flows right up to your cute little nose,
and on the crown of your head it makes a halo,
which shines on me when you smile,
And there is love in each of your ten fingers,
and it reaches with your arms right up to the sky,
I know why your magic always makes me sigh,
because there is love where ever my sweet Juna goes.
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