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Hope, she waited on my table, but I, I took my own sweet time to make up my mind. "A round of shots, and better make it snappy" "No can do sir, for it's a dry day" So I stole a glance at my wrist, midnight - the hour was nigh. I had time, all the time in the world, "Swing by when the time is right" As I saw her go, *** I saw and I thought: She's a real keeper, I just have to have her, amuse her, make full use of her, but tread cautious lest I abuse her. Pie, one wild night oughta do the trick. So I, dashed to the restroom made sure I looked slick. The hour struck ten times and twice, the hour, it came and went, but by then she was long gone. Faith, she took over served me shot after shot. Knocked them down did I them all. Besotted, I struggled to my feet, dragged myself out of the watering hole. As I stumbled out on the porch, dainty hands, they broke my fall. "You're in no shape to be out on your own. It's past closing time, I'll drive you home." Besotted, I gazed upon her, her tempting gist. Beckoned did Faith, was in no state to resist. Endings, ever after, or till this date, Faith by my side, sad twist of fate. Hope, witchy, Wiccan, mirage, black magician? Me, muppet, voodoo doll, puppet. Hope still springs, eternally in my heart, Hope, I wait, though it's too late.
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May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 3:36 AM UTC
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Hope, she waited on my table, but I, I took my own sweet time to make up my mind. "A round of shots, and better make it snappy" "No can do sir, for it's a dry day" So I stole a glance at my wrist, midnight - the hour was nigh. I had time, all the time in the world, "Swing by when the time is right" As I saw her go, *** I saw and I thought: She's a real keeper, I just have to have her, amuse her, make full use of her, but tread cautious lest I abuse her. Pie, one wild night oughta do the trick. So I, dashed to the restroom made sure I looked slick. The hour struck ten times and twice, the hour, it came and went, but by then she was long gone. Faith, she took over served me shot after shot. Knocked them down did I them all. Besotted, I struggled to my feet, dragged myself out of the watering hole. As I stumbled out on the porch, dainty hands, they broke my fall. "You're in no shape to be out on your own. It's past closing time, I'll drive you home." Besotted, I gazed upon her, her tempting gist. Beckoned did Faith, was in no state to resist. Endings, ever after, or till this date, Faith by my side, sad twist of fate. Hope, witchy, Wiccan, mirage, black magician? Me, muppet, voodoo doll, puppet. Hope still springs, eternally in my heart, Hope, I wait, though it's too late.
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May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 3:36 AM UTC
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