The answer was simple, some say:
Not I, by a year and a day.
A lozenge, although fragrant,
Would've made me more flagrant,
So sorry! -- But I've no GERD today!
There's no way to retrieve the past,
Or bring close the people I gassed.
My ignorance weren't bliss:
I'd've stolen a kiss,
Risking slaps as though I'd trespassed.
But that GERD kept me virginal, pure.
Not what I needed, yet there was a cure.
Impulse would've prevailed
Then -- and today I'd get jailed!
GERD's ways are amazing, for sure.
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