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Oh How Those Dolly Birds Do Play...
She was as real as blue bananas,
her profile made of ‘borrowed’ snaps,
with random words to fill a little space,
will it convince many, well just a few, perhaps…
But at the end where the the typing was done
sits a fat old guy who came from a slum
who uses false ID’s on a dozen sites a day
to pretend he is flirting in a feminine way…
Then a week or more later a ple...
Tuesday 2nd December 2014 5:36 pm
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