While you served your time in the Cardio room.
It was immediately after that very first look,
Feelings from down-under came to bloom.
But today (of all days!) we shared a drink,
However unsavory it may have been,
It was but our fourth meeting, methinks
And I wait near-silently till fate smiles again.
You are the music of the piano personified,
As sweet as the smoothie we both hated,
I raise you in praise to the countryside
So why have we not yet mated?!
O! Bridget! Let me count the letters of your name,
Eleven! It is meant to be! Mine is exactly the same!
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