Simple Pleasure (Toronto Canada)
Said who? No, who? 'Well, ' I said you too. Through who were two of the brightest eyes. Round orbs in fact that lit the sky, even at noon while we at lunch. Was a soft meal but a hard act to follow, and I could tell you would leave me hollow. Said who? Said you.
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