Kindly borrowed from
springdove Put your iTunes on shuffle and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.
"It would be nice if we could put away and throw out*"
Matchmaker, matchmaker make me a match
With a terrified look in the eyes*
If I could reach the stars
Some say love it
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