SEE HOW THEY ARE?
She said
Everything is a poem, to a poet!
Three times now, do you want your glasses?
What? I'm cherishing an inner voice
Congratulations, we're late for church
Could you say that again, wait no
Could you write something down?
I want five minutes, is your microphone on?
Is that other note still in your purse?
They find a spot to park, an open pew.
It is a nice service.
Later it's sausage with scrambled.
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