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03/22/11
Quarter to Three
Pack an overnight bag, love. Make sure you include a low-cut evening dress, Your favorite open-toed shoes, And the antique pendant I bought for you, in Venice. Accept the ride that arrives at your back door, at 2:45.
Oh, and by the bye and way, Don't forget to wear your exercise outfit. That's all the information I'm going to give you — Nothing about our deluxe suite at the Chase Hotel, Your massage and "Pure Radiance" facial.
Nor will I say word one or four About 8:00 candlelit dinner in Eau Bistro, then a movie. Let the romance-surfeited fete begin at quarter to three. Just be ready to dance to my choreography, Kick your Rockette gams into the stratosphere,
And learn how much your devoted lover cares About pleasing you so completely, on your birthday, That you'll never forget how turning sixty-eight Made you sixteen and twenty-one again — A girl, young lady, waiting for the world to surprise her.
03/22/11
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