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Dear Waitress,  My friend lost the measure
the intermission between his birth and yours
a little bit enormous two score years.
He turned a deaf ear to your mention
that your anger might be softened motorcycle riding
he rather gave some advice
buddy to buddy
start with something used and less expensive
and trade up after.
He'll flirt long after sunset
but you can’t be his Juliet
high and higher pumps his blood pressure.