“Like Shakespeare once said ‘shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?’
But you are more lovely and more temperate!
How can I win your affection, let me think.” Bob thought hard.
Dean was listening. Or waiting.

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“I could try rubbing my way into your heart?”
But Dean was shocked. No moisturizing effort had ever been made, not on a sheep! What would his fur be like, when all greased up, he liked being fluffy.

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“He should think again, thinking he can grope me like that, greasy ‘n’ all.”

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“Yeah, he’s right, I should think again.”

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“Could I win with money, you think? That’s what so many people always say, it makes things go round.”

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“Okay, don’t think again, think thrice!”

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“I could get you liquored up, how does that sound?”

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“That is wining me up, if anything..”

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“And if I just try to fit in a sunflower seeds container?”

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“You know, me being a sunflower then. Sprouting. Or whatever. Like your shine of sun?”

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“He sure goes to great lengths to get a point across.”

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“You know what, Bob? Do the Shakespeare thing on me again.”

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“Meanwhile, I will get us some drinks.”

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Ane Bob, still acting like a sunflower, started anew: ‘shall I compare thee to a summer’s day..’

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‘Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May..’

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‘And now I will taste your shake of whey!’

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