Kangaroo Keepsakes
Australia was kind of like Franklin flying a kite
The key to the city was kayaking by night.
Kate’s kids kept wanting to kiss a kangaroo
Keeping up with them was a real zoo.
Everyone had fun eating kabobs and viewing concerts in the clam
We enlarged some keepsake pictures on the wall to kick up the glam.
The key to the city was kayaking by night.
Kate’s kids kept wanting to kiss a kangaroo
Keeping up with them was a real zoo.
Everyone had fun eating kabobs and viewing concerts in the clam
We enlarged some keepsake pictures on the wall to kick up the glam.
Key Words : Family, travel
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