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Romantic partners go bowling, post-COVID era - a rhyming poem. |
| Bowling, the hobby that’s always seen passion. Good times for partners, sharing ten pins. Boyfriend’s so good exhibiting knowledge. Girl’s quite lethal, never sees spins... A lady, her gent, back and forth walking. Bowling with patience, viewing that dream. Whenever a strike does not appear distant, Each one’s competing, trying to cream... Trying to bowl now, what a cool caper - Lanes are too valued, trying to solve. Always so coolly known for inventions. Zeroing in that pleasured resolve. |