What if my love were peppermint, decadent sweet delight? You’d scarf me down obsessively no holding back in sight. Alas, a girl of mortal flint am I, my flavor slight, But I can pledge fidelity -- and sugar every night.
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And now that you don't have to be perfect, you can be ---good.