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| 117. The Lunch Begrudgingly I accepted your offer of lunch Although I had no real desire to attend Since we hadn’t met before, I didn’t care to eat Nor to waste the two hours I would need to spend But I was a good sport and met you on time And the restaurant you picked really was quite charming Needless to say when I went to the table My first vision of you was quite disarming I had expected a frumpy old maid unkempt and uncouth Who badgered and cajoled clients into submission Instead I was greeted by a most wondrous sight And I soon congratulated myself on my lunchtime decision I came to do business but it passed so fast That we scarcely had the time to eat Before we knew it four hours had elapsed And soon we ended up talking on the street I was enchanted by your beautiful eyes A prisoner to the way you smiled and spoke If I were but ice I would have melted in your hand Or as a thermometer I would surely have broke When last we did part and go our separate ways The ending of our meeting much overdue I thanked the heavens for my lucky break Be assured I will always accept a lunch with you |
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