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May 2019
I'm going to create a drink and name it after you
The Wildcat I shall call it
It will tantalize and pack a punch
The ingredients shall be mysterious
The recipe known only by me

Only you and I shall drink this concoction
Doing so in rooms alone
Under down comforters
Even when the night is young
We’ll drink to us
I’m thinking of toasts as we speak
Written by
Neville Johnson  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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     pink, Bummer, --- and Sue Huff
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