Lamenting my impossibly iced over memory
Rose Mary offered a solution
She believed that “Moving It Down” (not really)
Would be a great title that we three would remember.
I was less sure of our recall.
The conversation drifted for two minutes,
Until I asked about the title we would remember.
Silence … followed by groans.
With even greater assurance we agreed on a second title,
But you know that after four such attempts
We looked at one another, counted are combined years,
And ordered dessert.
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