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The following is a rather sleek Slice of life, reality A far removed from, masterpiece Embodiment of last night's epic greed Two of you are in the crowd One a bit sensitive to loud sounds The other, by messy hair, becrowned Both by fate to a place, now bound The first is a fine partaker Life of the party, no doubt Likely excessive by nature Natural habitat? A crowd The second is a binger Show after show in the dark No soul anywhere, a ginger Full of critical remarks But despite the obvious differences By chance, you two might meet yet Both looking undeniably a mess Under the bright golden arches, I bet
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Apr 22, 2018
Apr 22, 2018 at 8:51 AM UTC
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The following is a rather sleek Slice of life, reality A far removed from, masterpiece Embodiment of last night's epic greed Two of you are in the crowd One a bit sensitive to loud sounds The other, by messy hair, becrowned Both by fate to a place, now bound The first is a fine partaker Life of the party, no doubt Likely excessive by nature Natural habitat? A crowd The second is a binger Show after show in the dark No soul anywhere, a ginger Full of critical remarks But despite the obvious differences By chance, you two might meet yet Both looking undeniably a mess Under the bright golden arches, I bet
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Apr 22, 2018
Apr 22, 2018 at 8:51 AM UTC
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