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Aug 2010
A sign of true nobility, they say,
Is to exit premature.
Denying the host the privelege of,
Showing you the door.
Scrutiny upon your leaving,
You're regarded a bit obscure,
But did she really want you to go,
And tell me are you quite sure?
No offense regarding the title but it seemed to fit perfectly.
deanena tierney
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