Gay, No Doubt
Into the new coffee-shop to get a new brew
I swung to the counter, and there I met---who?
A slim trim lady with her hair cut crew.
It stirred me to think, "Hmmm, maybe she's gay",
But ere I could link it she twinkled a wink,
Said, "What'll it be on this beautiful day?"
So light on her feet, so deft in the pour,
I sang, when I paid her, "You're a gay one, sure!"
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