My rival is a licorice whip;
I am a walnut.
She's whipped cream;
I'm liver and onions--or bacon.
She's sugar;
I'm salt.
I cannot win his affections.
She must be so sweet
to make him love her.
She must be sweet.
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Sunday, April 17, 2011
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