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Forgetting Me Suits You
You look better than for ages
A healthy bloom on your skin
The way you walk so boldly
Proudly holding up your chin
Of course, you didn't see me
Admiring your mien so new
I must admit, against my will
That forgetting me suits you
Yet paradoxical as it seems
Without my baneful actions
You'd be that mouse of old
Tip-toeing about in fractions
Yes, I c...
Wednesday 28th October 2020 10:40 am
Yellow
The day you bought me a yellow tie
I first wondered at your taste
Your wedding dress was primrose
Canary yellow at the waist
The lounge carpet is ochre
Kitchen cabinets buttercup
Daffodil is the bathroom
The place where I throw up
I'm sick to death of mustard
The sheets seem a tide of amber
In bed I get quite bilious
When over you I try to clamber
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Thursday 23rd April 2020 12:30 pm
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