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When she first met him, He was so slim; A gentleman, To begin. When she first met him. When he first met her, She was so demure; She'd defer, Often concur. When he first met her. She'd smile on him. He'd open doors. She cooked and worked. He worked and cooked. *Good morning, my Dear. Good night, my Love. I got groceries. Did you get milk? I called your Mother. Is your Father okay? Teacher interviews at five. I'll drive. Did you get to the bank? I made an appointment. What's the address? Your sister's on her way*. This was their dialogue On that day. She's kind. He's a find. He's hers. She's his. Ever the twain shall meet.
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Apr 29, 2021
Apr 29, 2021 at 12:16 PM UTC
The Twain
When she first met him, He was so slim; A gentleman, To begin. When she first met him. When he first met her, She was so demure; She'd defer, Often concur. When he first met her. She'd smile on him. He'd open doors. She cooked and worked. He worked and cooked. *Good morning, my Dear. Good night, my Love. I got groceries. Did you get milk? I called your Mother. Is your Father okay? Teacher interviews at five. I'll drive. Did you get to the bank? I made an appointment. What's the address? Your sister's on her way*. This was their dialogue On that day. She's kind. He's a find. He's hers. She's his. Ever the twain shall meet.
francie-lynch
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Apr 29, 2021
Apr 29, 2021 at 12:16 PM UTC
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