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Some bourbon and a rose
He looked quite the catch
This he knew, I suppose
So I poured him a drink
Helped him light his cigar
Took the rose from his hands
And left him a scar
From the thorns he forgot
To remove ‘fore he came
Now he’ll never forget me
My pleasure, his pain
Writing Prompt: Cigars and Bourbon – Day 11/30
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