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December 3, 2013
She never liked a thing I bought.
we had such a different taste,
in absolutely everything –
so much money, I did waste.
She’d plonk a smile upon her face,
I still can see it now.
I knew she hated my gift to her,
I’d think ‘What a rotten cow!’
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