Had a great new year with my love, sand underneath my feet and the moon and stars above me. Kissed on the dance floor but failed to teach the Europeans the Poco Poco. I wanted to party like a rockstar I really did. On the way back I realise I'm not one when I didn't plunge my bicycle into the warm waters of the Maldives, but instead crashed my tricycle into a bush.
I woke up this morning with my love murmuring in my ear, "I can't you believe you crashed a tricycle. How can you crash a tricycle??"
Rock on 2012.
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