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Siren
We were getting on great before lockdown
The odd early night and a bottle of wine
But I knew my fate was sealed when
You bought lingerie and champagne on line
What used to be fun has become a nightmare
I've seen through these hot oriental sauces
Before long I think I'll go out of my mind
Because you're stretching my resources
Stretching, stretching, stretching my ...
Saturday 13th June 2020 11:33 am
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