Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shallIdlehoodbrag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines toComiketthou growest:
So long as men canidle or hands can type,
So long lives this and this givesAikatsu and Priparato thee.
No hay ninguna más caliente.
Tsumari, Juri a hottest
and kick Seira
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Dumb Juriposter.
At least you used a poem.