WOOD EYE
there was a mustachio man and a woman with a glass eyethe other one was wood for she was blind they traded drinks and romance at night they drank long draughts of love and some of them got drunk the eye that was not glass was tough and full of drink and love is still romance but added in the glass eye fill too much they sparred with words not fists which is why eye call it love when she asked him for one kiss she worded it this way "Would yew kiss me yew" and then, ewe guessed this before the ending; He said, "Would eye? Would eye?" and there was a pause then she returned "Hair lipp; Hair lipp!!!" oh what love.
there was a mustachio man and a woman with a glass eyethe other one was wood for she was blind they traded drinks and romance at night they drank long draughts of love and some of them got drunk the eye that was not glass was tough and full of drink and love is still romance but added in the glass eye fill too much they sparred with words not fists which is why eye call it love when she asked him for one kiss she worded it this way "Would yew kiss me yew" and then, ewe guessed this before the ending; He said, "Would eye? Would eye?" and there was a pause then she returned "Hair lipp; Hair lipp!!!" oh what love.
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