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One Wrong Number

There I was about to telephone a friend who used to live next door he moved away up the country thought I better before time moves on more But when I rang the number I said who was speaking the person answering sounded so polite so think I my brain must be leaking I asked who this person was she said I am lady of the manor would you like to visit my estate? I take it you saw my banner So I really didn't know what to say I explained about my friend oh she said you mean my gardener I'll call my butler for him I'll send The butler said he's away today to visit a friend in the south they say just then someone rang my bell when I opened door there was my friend Ray Ray thought he'd come to visit me having left next door many months ago he asked who was I on phone to? it's a lady of a manor I say so So one wrong number caused all this it really was such a confusion I asked Ray who this lady was oh he says the wife you mean Susan!

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