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I was out for an eye test when we met
We stood there, chastened, two old lags
It must have been quite thirty years
You couldn't see her eyes for bags
Straight off, I grasped her clammy hand
She blinked at me, looked even sadder
When out of guilt I blurted out:
"Did you ever see about your bladder?"
She'd had it since the twins came
It meant our love life did a ...
Tuesday 14th July 2020 10:55 am
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