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Judicious

"I cannot kiss you, Ike," she said.
"Why not?" he asked. Then hesitating,
"Because," she whispered, "I've the pledge—
And juleps are intoxicating."

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  • Nam
    February 4, 2005
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    Don't really like this piece, I feel that's going to be a trend: half the pieces I will like the rest I won't, so is the way.