Repartees
impaled by a sharp tongue
whipped by innuendo
emotions come unstrung
cruel swordsman
defends the gibberish
of the mind
rapport calms down, cools off
pause for a period,
reconciles the estranged
No use, to remonstrate
too slow in retort
one minute too late
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