One score and three years ago, from being a confirmed bachelor, I almost became a condemned bachelor. That year, I secretly fell in love with the most beautiful girl in the world.
I sent her a bouquet of red roses with the message, From Your Secret Admirer. She took pity on me and took me off from the dusty shelf.
Since then, I have been sending her roses with the same message. On the last day of my life, I will send her a bouquet of plastic flowers that will last a lifetime.
When we meet again in heaven, I will welcome her in a garden of roses.
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