Auld Acquaintance

He said he was an old acquaintance. She didn’t want to offend him, but he’d certainly been forgot. 

He’d overheard a friend call her by name. Now he smiled as she struggled to remember his. 

His nose looked like Pinocchio’s. Was he lying? She could tell him to leave, but who wants to be alone on New Year’s Eve?  



By the time the clock struck twelve, they felt like old acquaintance.

Wishing all a happy and safe evening and a very Happy New Year!


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