Last Saturday, I saw a Tall black man in a long black suit and hat, walking down the street, carrying a newspaper folded in half with one single red rose sticking out.
I wonder where he was going at 9 in the morning? I hope it was for love.
Last Saturday, I saw a Tall black man in a long black suit and hat, walking down the street, carrying a newspaper folded in half with one single red rose sticking out.
I wonder where he was going at 9 in the morning? I hope it was for love.
Don't steal. It hurts my feelings.
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