Cosmo Kramer:
Human, it's human to be moved by a fragrance.
Pam:
That is so true.
Cosmo Kramer:
Her bouquet cleaved his hardened...
Newman:
[whispering]
... shell.
Cosmo Kramer:
Shell, and fondled his muscled heart. He imbibed her glistening spell, just before the other shoe fell.
Pam:
Kramer, that is so lovely.
Cosmo Kramer:
It's by an unknown 20th century poet.
Pam:
Oh? What's his name?
Cosmo Kramer:
Newman.
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