On cloud number four
we gently closed the door,
our love came alive on
cloud number five,
and on cloud number six,
a kiss was sweet bliss.
Wedding vows from heaven
came true on cloud seven,
and now love doth shine
on cloud eight and cloud nine.
Romance cannot end
on glorious cloud ten when
cupid is always your
playful friend.
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