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Jul 2020
Ran down her road
It was dreary
The sky was dark
The clouds were eerie
Went past her house
Saw the bedroom window shining
Silouettes of the finer things
Hurried past
The rain was pounding down
Heard her voice and
I had to turn around
That's when I saw her standing there
In nothing more than her underwear
What's a man supposed to do

She let me stay til I was dry
Of everything I had inside
That was just before the dawn
Put on my clothes and I was gone
What's a man supposed to do

Thankyou for the cup of tea
And everything between
The sheets the floor the living room
Oh how she made me ....scream
What's a man supposed to do

Now I go down her street every chance I can
But she's always with another man
Once was great that much is true
But what's a man supposed to do
If I get caught again in the pouring rain
And circumstances are the same
I'll stay the night and play her games
But I won't leave til I know her name
What's a man supposed to do

Thankyou for the cup of tea
And everything between
The sheets the floor the living room
Oh how she made me
....scream
What's a man supposed to do!
Robert Andrews
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Robert Andrews  55/M
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