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The Swinger
Its always the same old story
I meet a woman and we click
We go out for a while and talk
Time seems to go by so quick
After a bit something happens
Signs of unease appear, frowns,
My mask slipped for she's seen
The dark side of my downs
Moods are fatal for couples
You have to banter and smile
Hide the despond with a grin
Play happy families for a while
...Monday 16th November 2020 10:57 am
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