Ribbon You won over my heart So put on that ribbon forever And hold this rosette like your ever only
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Big bang theory She is the thaumaturgy of midnights whisper And the ethereal magic of winters spark Oscillating in my braincase as an atom in quiescent space Her complex body language stirs up memories of Latin verbs in my Herculean mind Dilating the conscious conscience within with such transmundane glamour & celestial glee, yet still constricting the coniferous pessimistic thought she is the sweet barbiturate lulling the gods of love and men of philosophia to deep Goliathic sleep Her taintless body and dirty mind uproars ethics into this nostrum pandemonic nebula Bang! ... There goes another big Big Bang theory