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Originally posted by paigowprincess
Yeah. Coltrane will kick his roommate out of the room with the view (or tie a ribbon around the doorknob so the roomie knows not to enter) and spread his sleeping bag out under the window all nice.
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Shoot. I was hoping for a few weeks of flirtatious banter that would remind me of those halcyon days of 1999.
Ah well. And the "You Don't Send Me Flowers" duet I was working on (for the inevitable fading of the bloom, so to speak*) seemed so promising, too. C'est la vie.
You can't bang me, coltrane
You don't zing like my Wand
You hardly post bout me anymore
When you come to these threads
At the end of the day
*Uh, the bloom of their love, that is.
