a-s-s-u-m-e
"are you making an ass out of you and me?!" by none other than bo. you do not want to be in the service line with ppl lyk him around.

"if i had you"
you were everything i wanted but time made a mockery out of us.

the anxiety of dates vs the accuracy of technology with the aid of science and the laughter of exasperation. "cai fan" before jogging, possible. according to queen bee's theory, you hafta zara with the right person.

some words of caution haunt,
haunt real bad.

enjoying the nv ending laughters (: with the presence of the bird.
when sunset stays on forever,
you get absolute peace under the blinds.
even if time was however,
placed wrongly in the lines.
for the yearn of addition,
is nth compared to the companion.
why would i need an audition,
when bliss need not be ironed.
yet the worry of piggybacks going extinct,
can be treated with a simple pinch.
because you are of no instinct,
but completion without a tinge.

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