I'd rather waltz than just walk through the forest. The trees keep the tempo and they sway in time. Quartet of crickets chime in for the chorus. If I were to pluck on your heart strings would you strum on mine?
Okay, first of all, who names their dinner? I don't want to know my dinner's name. This potato--is this potato named Steve? — Rick Riordan, The Sword of Summer
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