I told him if he really loved me,
He'd try one of my salmon patties.
I saw the trepid look of fear
Seize his eyes and jowls.
But how else in the world can a girl discern
If a man and his words are symbiotic?
Besides, it's an heirloom recipe,
Handed down thru generations of howls.
He'd try one of my salmon patties.
I saw the trepid look of fear
Seize his eyes and jowls.
But how else in the world can a girl discern
If a man and his words are symbiotic?
Besides, it's an heirloom recipe,
Handed down thru generations of howls.
-Jenn long
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