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Going off the handle? Better to say, gone? Broke the neck off the bottle, When you were just trying to Get the cork off? Perhaps you twisted too hard, Slow down & be gentle. Love isn't a race, It's a marathon. A rhyme heard from when he was younger, For there was a love perverted for the Greeks & Romans. There was more, but I won't go on.
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Apr 10, 2025
Apr 10, 2025 at 9:26 PM UTC
That Elder Boy
Going off the handle? Better to say, gone? Broke the neck off the bottle, When you were just trying to Get the cork off? Perhaps you twisted too hard, Slow down & be gentle. Love isn't a race, It's a marathon. A rhyme heard from when he was younger, For there was a love perverted for the Greeks & Romans. There was more, but I won't go on.
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Apr 10, 2025
Apr 10, 2025 at 9:26 PM UTC
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