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This is an ode to the Singles Myself, a prided member 20 long years of single life cheers Even here and now in December This is an ode to not sharing Any food, or clothes I’m not wearing I get good sleep Without sharing my sheets And I order dessert, without caring This is an ode to my wallet It’s always full, in my pocket To give a gift Is rare on my list Except christmas. I’m not that selfish. This is an ode to my spare time Something I have that is sublime I spend it alone In my little old home Relaxing with a glass of red wine This is an ode to my life It’s been so quiet and nice But To go on a date Would be kinda great So, hey, wanna go grab a bite?
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Aug 22, 2015
Aug 22, 2015 at 3:48 AM UTC
Single Life
This is an ode to the Singles Myself, a prided member 20 long years of single life cheers Even here and now in December This is an ode to not sharing Any food, or clothes I’m not wearing I get good sleep Without sharing my sheets And I order dessert, without caring This is an ode to my wallet It’s always full, in my pocket To give a gift Is rare on my list Except christmas. I’m not that selfish. This is an ode to my spare time Something I have that is sublime I spend it alone In my little old home Relaxing with a glass of red wine This is an ode to my life It’s been so quiet and nice But To go on a date Would be kinda great So, hey, wanna go grab a bite?
stephen-wolfe
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Aug 22, 2015
Aug 22, 2015 at 3:48 AM UTC
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