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He volunteered small stuff involving her
I was default a tuned ear every rate
His boozing pal in pub I might concur
She seemed a beauty big boys celebrate
A lovely female form I could infer
Shed often rhumba sing and rollerskate
He felt in frankness fair shed naively err
She ever ran her rote a little late
I felt infatuated and strangely moved
On what was fourth or fifth fun episode
She could be close just milling busy road
She might exist it hadnt been disproved
I felt she itemised as all things true
He wouldnt fib as girls that group are few
Chorus true honest veritable