Friday, December 12, 2008
A Conversation
He: Scurry to the roaring seas like a hush afore a cresting wave! Cool waters beckon for me, for you; endowing a promising enclave! She: Roaring seas, cresting waves, cool waters you say, oh, I say it too! Roaring seas beckon me to sail; to sail away with you!
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