Are the ones most retainable
And heightens eyebrows arched.
Those are diced with spice and scandalous.
Plausibilities whispered over crumpets and tea.
Poured over rumors…
With frosted spearmint tips.
As these knitters giggle,
In convalescent circles.
After lurking from separate rooms,
In wheelchairs waiting…
For a push and conversation,
To begin again sensations!
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