Hullo.

I am strange with words, and collect iron-clad alibis.
Jewelry rusts on my skin; the neighbor lady is afraid of me.

Today the A is for aquavit.
Clear as rain, and tastes like balsam and lightning.

I get weird when I feel shy.

What’s a good song for a morning like this?

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