The Kissing Booth
All a platonic trend.
Two brothers and a friend.
Since childhood all began.
From morning till night's end.
Fun times that they would spend.
Till love hath just descend.
A friend with boxed glove.
Brother, more sort of.
The wiles of young love.
A swoon mourning dove.
Played 'pull the leg of'.
Kissing booth scene.
Unraveled seams.
Break by all means.
Nothing but dreams.
None of that.
You spoiled brat.
Love at-bat.
Brother
Pother
Kiss
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