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Nov 2020
Last night, sadly
A close companion of mine
Became a companion no more
As they first leaked, on my chair
Then on the floor
Now, no longer
Shall we snuggle up in bed
Now my companion, is sadly dead
So i was wondering
If any of my friends here
Would like to take my ex companions place
Someone warm, to snuggle up with
That wont leak
And available
Seven days per week
Someone to have
And someone to hold
Someone that is never, never, never cold
And a similar size
As my last hot water bottle
Not to fussed, what colour you are
Green, purple pink....
Any offers?
Written by
Jemia de Blondeville  63/Transgender Female/hastings
(63/Transgender Female/hastings)   
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