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Diametrically Opposite Mentality
Mother
My son is late to night
A bit drunk
He may be staggering
In the dark.
God please return him back
Insulating him from thug's attack.
Wife
My husband is late to night
In a bar bewitched by enticing eyes
He may be inviting a tart for a dance!
Please devil throw him to hell
He is enjoying himself
Under a spell!//
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