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Apr 2018
I’d  never  have  thought  I'd  stray  before,  

But  that  was ­ before  she  moved  in  next  door.  

Those  passing  hellos  a­nd  smiles  for  my  wife,  

The  winks  and  glimpses  that  ru­ined  my  life.  

Who’d  have  known  that  little  old  me,  

­Would  swap  his  Toyota  for  a  nice  M-three!
I don't drive an M3
Declan Quinn
Written by
Declan Quinn  Derry, Ireland
(Derry, Ireland)   
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   Abigail Sedgwick
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