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Blue Eyes
I was walking down the street when
I saw him for the first time.
I felt his big, blue eyes staring into mine.
He said hello. The conversation flowed.
We both collected two hundred pounds
and we both passed go.
It was magic, exciting and surreal.
He took me out for a Japanese meal.
He looked at me
with those big blue eyes and said,
I think I know you well enough
I want to take you to bed.
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