With the remnants of fortune cookies in our teeth
You call me Christmas morning
And hold me in your arms
In the isles of CVS
And under the florescent lights
You give me a real smile
And mouth the words to the song
Playing over the loudspeakers
We eat ice cream
In weather below zero
And stand on the benches
To see who’s taller
You drink Dr. Pepper
And I hold your hand
You make my head spin.
You smile, and kiss me.















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"They both savored the strange warm glow of being much more ignorant than ordinary people, who were ignorant of only ordinary things." - Terry Pratchett
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"They both savored the strange warm glow of being much more ignorant than ordinary people, who were ignorant of only ordinary things." - Terry Pratchett
such a contrast to the previous
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I Have Heard The Languages Of .:The Apocalypse:.
And Now I Shall Embrace Them
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