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Jan 2023
that smiled so sweet,
said hello in church this morning.
I saw storming out of his house,
screaming and swearing at his spouse.

This same man
that sang praise,
raised his fists to his daughter today.
The same three-piece suit
kicked his dog in cowboy boots.

This same man
that leads boy scouts
hits the bars/has a mistress on the side.
And ******'s he has eyed.
The man
I'll call neighbor,
has to be the greatest faker.

This same man
men look up to
and woman fawn all over
is not one bit kosher.
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  56/F
(56/F)   
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