Tag: old people
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Kissing Booth

Strolling down a quaint streetIn a quaint town,I spot a kissing boothOn the sidewalk.Knowing he would oblige,I push him toward it.He hops insideAnd his eyes shift up to the right,Feigning shyness and embarrassment,(When I know that’s almost impossible-He’ll do anything for a laugh).I step up and ask for a kiss.He leans forwardAnd I catch him…
