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Dec 2010
I love her, she doesn’t
flinch when I tell her
she’s heard it too many times
before
she met me in a bar
I thought it was the first time
so I said it
again
just to make sure
she was jealous
of some body
else
who’d only (over)heard it
once.
Written by
G Rhydian Morgan
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