The other day I was just going about my daily business and I recieved this text from a girl I met when staying with my Long Distance Friend:
Dearest Rosalind,
Long Distance Friend (she reffered to him with his real name but for the sake of disgression I do not) and myself may or may not be slightly inebriated, so here is an ode to brighten your afternoon.
It is sunny here in Kent,
It's 30 degrees,
It's the end of lent,
Trees Trees Trees.
Love (a whimsical combanation of there names I will also not reveal)
I sent a short poem in return:
It's also sunny in the north,
it feels like summer has burst forth,
Your ode really made me smile,
It's better than what I can compile.
Enjoy inebriation.
To which I got:
Pickles are nice
Like ice and mice,
But not lice,
Fudging grass in my mouth (well he used a less child friendly word)
Love Long Distance Friend
We have an Eccentric Friendship I must say but they really made me smile.
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