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Male fraud That’s what she called him After that good start, she thought Lean and handsome Hair down to his jaw Coulda been a model, she reckoned That he split the check on the first date Shoulda been a sign Then the kiss that didn’t come She was blind To the narcissist he is 23 dates in three years Still, she soldiers on Bumbling through life She thinks she’s gone through every bachelor This city has to offer There’s got to be more Dating’s a long, arduous chore The next candidate has a nice pedigree Ivy League, cool job in the Industry A production exec who green-lights rom coms He seemed nice on the phone The date is on I’ll report back Tomorrow at dawn
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Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 10:25 AM UTC
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Male fraud That’s what she called him After that good start, she thought Lean and handsome Hair down to his jaw Coulda been a model, she reckoned That he split the check on the first date Shoulda been a sign Then the kiss that didn’t come She was blind To the narcissist he is 23 dates in three years Still, she soldiers on Bumbling through life She thinks she’s gone through every bachelor This city has to offer There’s got to be more Dating’s a long, arduous chore The next candidate has a nice pedigree Ivy League, cool job in the Industry A production exec who green-lights rom coms He seemed nice on the phone The date is on I’ll report back Tomorrow at dawn
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Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 10:25 AM UTC
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