ramblings and things
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She hinted at her sex life
Told me the size of her shoes
And how, if she could afford,
She'd rather buy Jimmy Chu's.
Maybe these designers
Did charge rather a lot
But it was the prestige
And satisfaction she got.
Anyway, really
Who cared about the price
Wearing designer gear
Just felt so very nice.
Told me she was divorced
Making up for lost fun
Lots to catch up and
She'd only just begun.
Been ratarsed all the weekend
Woken up with a thrill
In a strange bed so very glad
She was still on the pill.
A little bit embarrassed
At not knowing his name
But had his phone number so
She'd ring him all the same.
It had taken her hours
To get back home by train
And she'd been soaked
In the pouring rain.
What a great night out
She told me as she rambled on
Still talking as she reached her stop
And was off the train and gone.
Why is it these people when
They are on their mobile phone
Seem to think they are secure
In a little world of their own.
And we all sit and listen,
They don't give us much choice
For they never even think
To just lower their voice.
They don't give a jot
If tout le mond hears
The whole blooming lot.
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