To the Dazzling Miss Selin,

Greetings from the year of 1890! From the depths of time, Teddy Roosevelt finds himself compelled to relay tales of passion and history from the grand Windsor Mansion.

As I, Theodore, once spent a night of unparalleled fervor with my lovely wife, Edith Kermit Carow Roosevelt, in that very mansion, I can't help but share the fire that blazed within. Ah, the "Big Stick," a term synonymous with my diplomatic approach, but truth be told, it was christened that fateful night.

Such fervor, such passion; Edith received the Big Stick in more ways than the world knows, and she, in turn, graciously offered me the Presidential Treatment.

However, my dear, allow me to weave tales in rhyme, for I've always believed that stories of passion sound better in chime.

In Windsor's embrace, where whispers speak,
I shared with Edith, a smash so unique.
With clapping of cheeks, and sheets all amiss,
The passion was fervent, an unforgettable bliss.

Now Michael, with gusto and playful technique,
Wishes to show Selin his own Big Stick mystique.

Of Ben & Jerry's, I haven't a clue,
But a cold, sweet indulgence awaits you, it's true.
Darby the DJ, with charm, might I add,
Will make hips sway, and the night turn a tad mad.

Though my palate wasn’t fond of Italian bites so slick,
I’d trade them any day for a return of the smash quick.
Yet Michael promises Ramunto’s will ignite,
Underneath the Upper Valley's mesmerizing moonlight.

So, Selin, with the night young and the mood just right (no red hues?),
Are you ready for a Big ––––evening, taking passion to new heights?

In the Mansion's embrace, where old meets the new,
Be there at seven, and let history continue with a Magnum rendezvous.

In Passionate Recollection,
Theodore Roosevelt, recalling every section.

To the Dazzling Miss Selin,

Greetings from the year of 1890! From the depths of time, Teddy Roosevelt finds himself compelled to relay tales of passion and history from the grand Windsor Mansion.

As I, Theodore, once spent a night of unparalleled fervor with my lovely wife, Edith Kermit Carow Roosevelt, in that very mansion, I can't help but share the fire that blazed within. Ah, the "Big Stick," a term synonymous with my diplomatic approach, but truth be told, it was christened that fateful night.

Such fervor, such passion; Edith received the Big Stick in more ways than the world knows, and she, in turn, graciously offered me the Presidential Treatment.

However, my dear, allow me to weave tales in rhyme, for I've always believed that stories of passion sound better in chime.

In Windsor's embrace, where whispers speak,
I shared with Edith, a smash so unique.
With clapping of cheeks, and sheets all amiss,
The passion was fervent, an unforgettable bliss.

Now Michael, with gusto and playful technique,
Wishes to show Selin his own Big Stick mystique.

Of Ben & Jerry's, I haven't a clue,
But a cold, sweet indulgence awaits you, it's true.
Darby the DJ, with charm, might I add,
Will make hips sway, and the night turn a tad mad.

Though my palate wasn’t fond of Italian bites so slick,
I’d trade them any day for a return of the smash quick.
Yet Michael promises Ramunto’s will ignite,
Underneath the Upper Valley's mesmerizing moonlight.

So, Selin, with the night young and the mood just right (no red hues?),
Are you ready for a Big ––––evening, taking passion to new heights?

In the Mansion's embrace, where old meets the new,
Be there at seven, and let history continue with a Magnum rendezvous.

In Passionate Recollection,
Theodore Roosevelt, recalling every section.

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