Poetry Night Gone Wrong
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Ferdinand: Ahem... shall we begin, my dear?
Yomikawa: Whenever you're ready.
Ferdinand: O fair moon, whose silver light doth grace the evening sky...
Yomikawa: Thy gentle glow, a lantern for the wandering heart...
Ferdinand: O fair moon, whose shilver... whose shiny ball doth... uh... grace the ceiling...
Yomikawa: ...the evening sky. Thy gentle glow, a lantern for the wandering heart.
Ferdinand: O fair... burp... you know what, your FACE is a lantern! Hah! A big stupid lantern!
Yomikawa: ...a lantern for the wandering heart, whose flame burns true through endless night...
Ferdinand: I'm already really drunk...
Yomikawa: ...whose flame burns true through endless night. Please stand up.
Ferdinand: Y! M! C! A!!
Yomikawa: ...
Yomikawa: And so the moon shall guide us home, through paths of starlit wonder.
Yomikawa: Cheers.