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It's a tragic story. Once, They were so close But now They couldn't be more distant. I suppose they were destined to meet up Kept bumping into each other (So many bars in such a small place) These days, It wouldn't be a problem But, back then, It was complicated. So, Sadly, They went their separate ways. But what's so strange Is that they're still apart. Why don't they get back together? Too late now. What's done is done. So there they sit, Pining for each other. Getting depressed, But never making a scene, Just minding their Ps and Qs.
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Jul 12, 2013
Jul 12, 2013 at 3:47 AM UTC
Love Letters
It's a tragic story. Once, They were so close But now They couldn't be more distant. I suppose they were destined to meet up Kept bumping into each other (So many bars in such a small place) These days, It wouldn't be a problem But, back then, It was complicated. So, Sadly, They went their separate ways. But what's so strange Is that they're still apart. Why don't they get back together? Too late now. What's done is done. So there they sit, Pining for each other. Getting depressed, But never making a scene, Just minding their Ps and Qs.
I've been introducing my son to the QWERTY keyboard layout and it got me thinking about how the various letters got re-arranged, including those star-crossed lovers, P and Q.
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Jul 12, 2013
Jul 12, 2013 at 3:47 AM UTC
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