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September 27, 2004
Raise your glasses: an anniversary toast in nine wretched couplets
Two years ago, we had our third
First date, although you may have heard
There's some contention in our midst:
Should we be counting from that kiss
Which was third first, or maybe fourth
If you ask me? Except, of course,
There was the time we almost split,
So this is four-point-five, or fifth
Of our first kisses and first dates.
But then the Lad thinks we should rate
More highly still the times he asked
Me out officially; the task
Is now the way to figure those.
(How many times there were, who knows.)
So all that can be certain is:
Our third (fourth? fourth-point-five?) first kiss
Set us upon this primrose path.
So here's to me, the Lad, and math.
Posted by didofoot at September 27, 2004 10:47 AM
Comments
Points for using the word "wretched".
Posted by: Dianna at September 27, 2004 11:29 AM
brava. wonderful.
And congrats, as well
on the multiple first kisses
and near misses.
Here's to cute couplets
-I mean couples!
Posted by: kati at September 27, 2004 12:45 PM
your comments are becoming almost haiku at this point. i'm hoping that with you and dianna leading the way, we might force all the ch members to move to poetry in their online communications.
Posted by: didofoot at September 27, 2004 12:52 PM
you won't catch me, cause i'm the gingerbread man!
Posted by: michele at September 27, 2004 01:01 PM
yay!!!
Posted by: crystopher at September 28, 2004 10:09 AM
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