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Lady and the Tramp

She was a Sagittarius

Who played a Stradivarius.

I was a Virgo

Who played the trombone.

She spent her days

Reading music and plays

While I played Tetris

Beside my pet stone.

She was a sommelier,

Who perused cassoulet

And to whom piquant tinctures

Were je ne sais quois.

But down by the lake

I jumped out of her cake

And I’m pretty certain

That she noticed moi.

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When/If I Find Love

I reserved us a table

At Chez Fantastique,

Unparalleled class,

Unquestionably chic.

 I wanted to give

Only the best to you,

But alas with me

Guess a dinner will do.

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