Dear Essa

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Dear Essa,

I have a small confession. Forgive this pouring of my heart.

I cherish The High Street, where we first met. The moment I clapped eyes on you, I knew you were going to be a stripy idiot. Recently, I have began to regard you as much more than just a stripy idiot.

My feelings for you intensified when I saw you singing in the moonlight. I was further wowed by your tremendous walking skills.

You have knees like smelly asparagus spears and the most poor elbow I've ever seen. When I look at you, I just want to polish those smelly asparagus spear knees and fire that poor elbow.

You're so special with your slippery ways. The way you handle your hot brother-in-law shows great temperance and charity.

I know that to you I'm just a hideous friend but I think we could be happy together, collapsing like two cool ostriches.

Please, say you'll be mine Essa!

All my love
Looking4Love

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