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Venice, Rome, and in between Across Italia’s coast Famous works and ruins seen We loved each new place the most
Our stomachs filled with bread and cheese Our minds with foreign lore We gazed at Dr. Seuss’ trees And ancient marble floors
So now as experts, we can write That Florence you could skip See Rome and Venice for the sights And Positano for the nips
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Emily B, my bride to be
With crisp blue eyes that match the sea
Gone away, so far apart
In distance yes, but not in heart
So hurry home and come to bed
The hooker I just banged is dead
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