I dare you

There once was a fetching, lissome, halcyon girl who met a comely, becoming
young man. In the ebullience of this serendipity an efflorescent dalliance
starts. But the demure Ingénue is ineffable irritated by his insouciance,
mistaking it for lassitude. His elision in the most dulcet sentence was like
forbearance to her. Yet she had a lagniappe, the lithe and lissome gril would
lilt to mellifluous sounds and so found her sempiternal love in dance. And
she found out about the felicity of a halcyon dalliance, when the ombroglio
was cleared.
This came to her as an Epiphany and I am evocative that you are not capable of
a denouement of those lines.


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