Flavour

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This is the flavour,
hot and clever.

That is the girl,
met never.

Escaping forever,
distant as ever.

Missing the meeting,
forgetting the greeting,
dropping the treating,
kept mistaking.

Slow-poke forever,
clumsy as ever.

Diluting the flavour,
less then ever.

Forgive me not,
loose the knot.

Excuse me a bit,
will give you a treat.

Make your day – sunshine,
shinning night – moonshine,
will give you a ride – joyride.

Meet you tomorrow,
near the burritos.

Preparing a gift,
take as you please.

Remembered the time,
won't be a mime,
will be there,
don’t fear.

Will keep the honours,
a gentleman's manners.

The end.

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