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Big Date


A knock at the door who could it be I didn’t realize he was calling on me Brush my teeth Tie my shoes “just one second...” Which hat should i choose Running downstairs “Im ready to go” But he left aready leaving only a note I was fashionably late He was gone out the gate So much for my hot date On that note I humble read Every word, written in red: When opportunity knocks Dont keep him waiting Be dressed and prepared Anticipating.
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