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Break-up poem….

  1. I bet.

I know why we met.

You were trying to abet.

  1.  Yet, we

Weren’t meant to be

Its hard right now to see

  1. He, you

Wanted to stay true

Did all that one can do

  1. Who, saw

The vicious claw

Making our hearts raw

  1. Ha, how

Could each bow

To the suffrage we allow

  1. Now, time

Is writing this rhyme

Documenting the climb

  1. Fine, odd

We’ll poke and prod

Til the end we will plod

  1. Awed, joy

Will be our new toy

When we find a new girl or boy

A decoy from the past.


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