Para recuerdo, la pipa de hoy.
Un Breakfast Jack, son las ocho. Me servir, el hijo famoso, Dante.
Hace three days, asked him, boyishly, sly; bravo! tu nombre! Have read the inferno, tragedy (fr), Divine Comedy.
He's so cute, like, small, yet with huge charisma. Eyes that twinkle, and that sashay. And, I ain't even gay.
Earnestly, my lemons. Always the vat of iced tea, for me.
Today's order, fell upon an empty tea-pot, and, dream-like, he filled it. I wonder, but not wait.
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