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I'm Wallowing In You Now
I've always been a timid sort
Careful to look before I leapt
Rarely dived into the water
Watched the company I kept
Then I met you and blew a fuse
Saw my inhibitions do a runner
I was all over you like a rash
I thought you were a stunner
I'm wallowing in you now
The water's as clear as mud
Never been so wringing wet
Never knew life was so good
You...
Friday 30th October 2020 11:09 am

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