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Dec 2018
Our appointment was
specific, to be opposite
the Fr. Mathew Statue
by Patrick's Br, at noon.

We gave each other the
usual descriptions, as is
requested by the agency,
but I was stood up, again.

That's it, I'm calling to give
her a piece of my mind.
Where the hell were you, I
got wet waiting in the rain?

''Sorry my dog stood on glass,
I am not able to locate without
him, but I  had my cane, did
you not see me, by the river''.
Ryan O'Leary
Written by
Ryan O'Leary  Mallow.
(Mallow.)   
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   Rich Hues
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