Unmentionables In Passing

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The short meet quickly came to impasse
As my ex- charged I only harass;
Though her bank accounts shrunk
‘Cause her earning skills stunk,
She did not like the term "working-class."
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Opening Gambit

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The few words she spoke, both prim and tart,
Made it clear we’re still miles, miles apart.
“You’re a prick, don’t you see?
And I’m sure you’ll agree
That your suit is way, way off the chart.”
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Blessèd Ends

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It’s a tour - there’s no need to compete;
Just enjoy the bike – helm, gloves and cleat.
Long-ass ride makes my bum
Start to chafe, then go numb--
Trade from shorts to my kilt with kick pleat.
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