Once you said
        You wished to be
        The decorator of my home,
        To add a special decor
        To my life.
        That was long ago,
        And memories fade
        When they are forgotten.
        Once you said
        That you were making
        But now I think,
        That like the Native American,
        You have reservations.
        But because of the affections
        That I bear you
        I think it only fair,
        And most generous,
        That I advise you
        That Shlomoh
        Is a limited time offer.

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