(For Marie)
Does anyone
know anything
Of more delight
than a genie
Who can write gold
TV drama?
You see made bare
a brilliance
You sense bold
a presence
Of godly strength
like cold orchids.
Yeah. What's next
for Sorkin?
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| West Wing (For Marie) Does anyone know anything Of more delight than a genie Who can write gold TV drama? You see made bare a brilliance You sense bold a presence Of godly strength like cold orchids. Yeah. What's next for Sorkin? |
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