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upon being together
shopping together, we sing songs on the way there and, on the way back we take a cab
every friday
we hold hands and go shopping
we’re dab
hands at shopping
although whether
or not this is a poem
I’m simply hoping and glad that you’ll always be there to help carry
the bags
Published 19th Jan 2024
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19th Jan 2024 1:39am
I don't know whether to laugh, cry, or both. This is as humorous as it is endearing, Paul.
20th Jan 2024 4:52am
