The ninety-fifth thing I love about us is writing each other poems ... which this list has more or less sidelined, for some reason.
Thing Number Ninety-Five
Alive, alive
I shall take you to wive
And then
Often
Our joy shall arrive
I shall take you to wive
And then
Often
Our joy shall arrive
Entreat
My sweet
The world's wondrous sphere
To give us
Our due
And keep heaven here
Please, please, please, World!
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