weave a bow
cook a meal
market the territory
fear what you fear
drink champagne
smoke a cigar
the coffee here is good
even though this is a bar
no money for drinks
i'm pouring anyways
she stopped talking
that's when i listen
comb your hair
tuck your shirt in
hike a trail
glass menagerie
under the thumb
below the belt
green goes min
blue for the win
just a guess i wonder
free this and that
freedom too liberal
take a turn
pick your card
hand out cards
look into her eyes
love her
choose what you will
for choice is yours
i decline your options
until i cry
you know what it is
act fast and succumb
this turtle waits so patiently
a street bum
lets play a game; across
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the first method man: is the clue
good luck
and
keep counting your cards
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