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prompt: This is love, and not treason
************************************************************************************* Plenty of Rhyme and Reason By Indelibleink We were out, Chuck E. Cheesen'. Bad winds began a-breezin'. Allergies, started sneezin'. (Also, a bit of wheezin'). How come I'm so displeasin'? I thought love was in season. All about birds n' bees n'. Swear, I was only teasin'! Dear, please give me a reason. This is love, and not treason. ****************************************
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