It was love at first botch. The worst cheeseburger I've ever had, bar none.
Put it out of my mind; she's much too young. Then she was up front.
Now, I'm awfully bewildered. Only a schmuck falls for a bartender.
There's so much to do. Need this like a hole in the head. So...
conditioned... my own space... no intruders... no castigation.
But get fixed up, doing the things need done, maybe have her
for dinner. Get organized? Have just coffee first; somehow. Meld.
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