What’s your story,  come to tell?
Take my seat, they’ll treat you well.
You seem anxious, guess that makes two;
There’s never much here for me to do.
It’s strange to watch, this endless sea
Of people seeking one night fantasies;
Each time the dream ends the same way,
Yet here we are amongst them, eh?
I slip a chuckle, so do you;
Well you seem cool, and different too!
Maybe we should talk some time?
Here’s my number, drop me a line.
We come here not expecting much
In the way of good talk and such,
But we appear to be seeding a stem;
I guess that makes us just like them.


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Thanks Duce!

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