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Release of the Chameleon
She seemed so decent,
she seemed so kind.
Only time told the truth of it
and quite nearly took my mind.
Naive to such depths of deception,
despite my grey and my lines.
Her favourite pet a chameleon,
she too changed colour at times.
And with those many changes of hue,
were bizarre dips into her lost youth,
reaping little more than ...
Saturday 13th March 2010 1:25 am
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