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May 2017
She just stood there hair in curlers
wired up to the mains
"What time do you call this?"
"My watch stopped" he claims.

Any excuse you are very late
He had no idea what she meant
He was wondering if this could wait
He was shaking and his key was bent.

"I expect I had a little drink!", came his reply
and waited to accept his fate.
She seemed to be smiling and he wondered why
she looked at her calender and especially the date.

"It is my birthday, I waited and waited for you
I just wanted to see you for goodness sake"
I waited and waited and didnt know what to do
I got angry, and in my madness ate all of my cake.

"Oh" he said.
He called time.
Written by
cheryl love
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