Atlanta moist moonlight
Fries, and a frosty accompany
A Lyndsay surprise
Unexpected joy
Anticipated longing
Clock separates us
Frosty melts, fries cool
I hope their residue works
It's all that's left now
Little things are key
Timing is soft rotation
Big smiles unlocked
Writing to bide time
Sloppy haikus proceed forth
Totally worth it
dictated by Lowrey Brown...
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