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It was a sad day in May when you went away. Sadder In June when you came home to soon. July flew by, followed by a Lawyers letter, infidelity, such a cruel word. August, your sister left, stating it was probably for the best. I had to agree, it was always about you, never me. September, gave you a call, the phone was answered by some guy called Paul. Hated him from the start, he said hello, so condescending, how did he know. October, you walked in as the au pair was hoovering in the **** I have to say, your timing is lousy, couldn’t you phone, the au pair has left in despair, not that you would care. November, nice couple came to view the house, she asked if she could come back later to measure up. She measured up just fine, so, new curtains, new girlfriend. December, she went back to her man, citing cruelty to dumb blondes. I think women just take me for a ride, I’m to good natured, hard to decide. January,  I’ve made a resolution, going to change my ways, actually feeling quite good, time to give the good lady a call. She’s engaged to Paul. What the hell, have I been asleep, found the letter on the floor with the others marked bore, I could have swore. Feb I’ve grown a beard, adds a bit of sophistication to a man of endears. Tried you on the phone, I only asked where my blades were, no need to moan. March It’s your birthday, I send you a card. All my forgiveness, from the heart. You respond in haste, and may I add, in really bad taste., I ******* hate you. well. April They’ve come to take the house, I see your sister opening the gate, a friendly face. She owns the company, well isn't that great. May  I’ve had a really bad year and then some, pain does that to a man, it’s hard to explain. I suppose the moral of the May when you went away leaving me to play, is the **** month of June, when you came home to soon. So anyway, her and Paul got married, I sort of gave her away, asked her sister if she wanted a date. What a ****** response. Not if all the months were May.
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Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 5:25 AM UTC
The Good Lady.
It was a sad day in May when you went away. Sadder In June when you came home to soon. July flew by, followed by a Lawyers letter, infidelity, such a cruel word. August, your sister left, stating it was probably for the best. I had to agree, it was always about you, never me. September, gave you a call, the phone was answered by some guy called Paul. Hated him from the start, he said hello, so condescending, how did he know. October, you walked in as the au pair was hoovering in the **** I have to say, your timing is lousy, couldn’t you phone, the au pair has left in despair, not that you would care. November, nice couple came to view the house, she asked if she could come back later to measure up. She measured up just fine, so, new curtains, new girlfriend. December, she went back to her man, citing cruelty to dumb blondes. I think women just take me for a ride, I’m to good natured, hard to decide. January,  I’ve made a resolution, going to change my ways, actually feeling quite good, time to give the good lady a call. She’s engaged to Paul. What the hell, have I been asleep, found the letter on the floor with the others marked bore, I could have swore. Feb I’ve grown a beard, adds a bit of sophistication to a man of endears. Tried you on the phone, I only asked where my blades were, no need to moan. March It’s your birthday, I send you a card. All my forgiveness, from the heart. You respond in haste, and may I add, in really bad taste., I ******* hate you. well. April They’ve come to take the house, I see your sister opening the gate, a friendly face. She owns the company, well isn't that great. May  I’ve had a really bad year and then some, pain does that to a man, it’s hard to explain. I suppose the moral of the May when you went away leaving me to play, is the **** month of June, when you came home to soon. So anyway, her and Paul got married, I sort of gave her away, asked her sister if she wanted a date. What a ****** response. Not if all the months were May.
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Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 5:25 AM UTC
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