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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required When Miss Doubtfire moved in to their heart, she entered dragon tail swinging Plastered smiling walls of bachelor resistance got knocked down at every single candlelight date demolition And as the henpeck frowns rose from the rubble, an arthropodic shell of a man was kinda ready to take a somewhat hard jellyfish stand But those invertebrate indecisions would most assuredly get a soft-belly planarian, a silver hook-thru-the-nose golden band As the calendar monthly moved closer to the barracuda tied-knot day, there was no getting away from the starfish flip-flop stardust ... betrothed mollusk ... pillowy, bent-knee promise made And that melted-butter, ducky vow to firmly shut close the proposed wedding plans gate ... it went fence straddling again With the solo living nearing an end ... finish line fast approaching — That ball-and-chain, bold bunny hop jailbreak was docile, turtle slug running late Now every waffling, pansy beefcake who dare procrastinate, gon get the ring finger ‘cuff-link embrace Any indecisive invertebrate who care-free, foolishly hare hesitate to skip the altar aisle gait — They will receive a Groundhog Day mirror fate: Their spineless soul shall wake each morning, with Little Boy Blue hard eyes ... gazing steely at their shrewish schoolmarm mate Sadly looking with granite eyes, at a face they’ve come to learn to love to hate
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