I carried a watermelon
Once upon a time, Mr Ferrari,
and I travelled to a glamorous party, set on a hill with a dense carpet of primroses.
We were responsible for bringing the cake, if you have never travelled with a cake piled high of glitter roses I can heartily
it for amusement value alone.
The party was hosted in a tent filled with roses, zebra print chairs and scented candles.
We all drank Champagne, feasted on crab cakes and ate a lot of cake.
On the way home we sang 80's songs and
nobody should put Mimi in a box
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