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Jan 2015
If ever a  ***** lived and tried
to steal every-man's wife,
on her  disappointment
she threaten to tear her hair,
entreat a  scene, poor lass.
How I wish  to ***** a  hedge
let them grow abundantly
just to keep her off my patch,
yes my own sense of  self
my steered sullenness
that will preserve  my catch
Antony Glaser
Written by
Antony Glaser  60/M/croydon
(60/M/croydon)   
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