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The model city should you make one grand
A week the carnal appetites reemerge
Youve met a modern girl she wont demand
She splits a cost she also aches the urge
Whats nicer than just strolling hand in hand?
Youre kissing her you sense a sudden surge
Of sweet euphoria it subsumes stuff bland
Odd acorns dropping down on verdant verge
You rent a room you do a weekend fling
You spend a pleasant evening playing blackjack
Together dressed to nines you show a knack
You hail a taxi head home ending bring
You can don blinkers next smile what a world
She can allow for love mute tresses twirled
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