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Lament for a lost loveShe no longer speaks to me Since I went and stroked her knee Having got carried away During afternoon tea When she went and stole my heart With beef and two veg And treacle tart Vote for this poem
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Lament for a lost loveShe no longer speaks to me Since I went and stroked her knee Having got carried away During afternoon tea When she went and stole my heart With beef and two veg And treacle tart Vote for this poem
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