Once when I was walking
I spotted you,
A super chilly day.
Your eyes like icicles.
Your toes all curled up.
You asked me how to get to
"Easy street".
I answered,
"Get a job".
You laughed.
I like your sense of humor.
I said,
"Tell me three things".
And you answered,
"The night is deceiving.
The ocean is always calm
and darling, sweetheart
I've never been this cold".
-Written Early 2003
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