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The Waitress

There was a lady that worked at a place,
Of all the others, she had the sweetest face.
When she smiled and said coffee please,
She could certainly bring a man to his knees.
There wasn't anyone that really mind,
Because this lady was one of a kind.
The way she talked, her tone of voice,
She would be a man's prize winning choice.
The way her eyes sparkled and glisten.
Wasn't hard to get anyone to listen.

In all the wonders of above.
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