It was all fun and games
(dynamite, really)
until one of us
(that would be me)
hit rock
(paper, scissors)
bottom.
::
In April, we poem.
It was all fun and games
(dynamite, really)
until one of us
(that would be me)
hit rock
(paper, scissors)
bottom.
::
In April, we poem.
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I love this!
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That “paper scissors” was very clever—as in cutting up … fill in the blank. A letter? A marriage certificate?