A conversation with the cashier at the register

I wish to fall in love,
No need to be so shy.
I'll give you the blue sky
And something from above.
I'll give you Mars, the Moon
Uranus and Jupiter ...
I wish you'd  whisper, "Peter"
One holy afternoon.
A wine, some cheese and curry.
The World is just for Us...
So, not to miss the bus
I wish to make you hurry!
My dear it sounds strange
And what about the change...


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