9 Chickweed Lane by Brooke McEldowney for January 09, 2013

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Man: I looked at you, and it made me think: "she walks in beauty, like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies: and all that's best of dark and bright meet in her aspect and her eye. I also like your....um...blouse... woman: lord byron didn't write that last bit. Man: He couldn't find a rhyme