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by Phillip "Ducky" Dale
I heard a crash
    a broken tea cup
And there she was
    a blushing beauty
as she brushed away
her long brown hair
revealing frightened eyes.

She was quirky
in the lovely sort of way
that makes a girl sweet
        and mysterious...

So I rushed to help her
    with the pieces
And she said she'd pay me
    for the accident.
I told her I'd take care of it
    and gave her another cup of tea
    along with my heart
        and some honey
            on the side.

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