<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=568955" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Playing The Guitar</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh what a joy to hear him<br>play the guitar and sing! <br>When he sings and<br>play the guitar, <br>he puts his heart and <br>soul into it.<br>Oh what a voice! <br>I could hear him all day<br>all night<br>and never get tired.<br>He entranced me by his music.<br>His music is like<br>listening to angels<br>plucking the harp.<br>That’s how good he is <br>he doesn’t think so! <br>I know better! <br>For I should know! I should know! <br>He’s my husband.<br>For I am his number one fan.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Noreen+Ann+Jenkins">Noreen Ann Jenkins</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=568955" data-title="Playing The Guitar de Noreen Ann Jenkins" data-description="Oh what a joy to hear him play the guitar and sing! When he sings and play the guitar, he puts his heart and soul into it. Oh what a voice! I could hear him all day all night and never get tired. He entranced me by his music. His music is like..."></div> </div> </div>

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