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You constantly made up to me

TS LovePosted by Graham Thompson Tue, March 20, 2018 10:36:44

You constantly made up to me

In mascara, liner and rouge

Though I never asked for that at all

Nor ever made the first move

Then I was the partner left unseen

When you sals'ed thru the night

I was the secret that danced between

Your breasts and other men

My love you took the tram to Moscow

That got sidelined in my heart

You wanted to dance one last dance for me

On life's perfect seamless strand

It was a day you gave back to me

But really it meant the end

Then you tried to skate away from me

But fell and broke your wrist

You mailed me an X ray of the bone

That still treasonably hurts

Now you skate on kitchen floors

With home and babe and man

You never answer the phone to me

You've found another's wings

So when the time comes to count

All those ballroom heroines

I'll put you high above everyone

Though I'll have to unclip your wings

I can't remember the lines I said

When as friends we finally did part

But all I know is that breasts your size

Should never be let out alone

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