Poem -

Moet. Champagne.

Divination.

Oh my, you really do stink pal.
Where on earth did you come from? The swamp. Yuk. Go have a shower.
And while you're there, 
brush your teeth. You do have a toothbrush don't you?
Just remember that Cindarella is due back in an hour so you better have her glass shoe ready. You do still believe in *love* don't you? And that there is more to this fairytale? Breathe~ 
Inhale, exhale, call me Ishmail.
 

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