James Fuchsia Bachelor Pad
James did not invite a lot of guests
they had to know him better than the rest
his mother had decorated his apartment nest
in hot pinks and fuchsia, a friendship test
he had protested when he had first seen his lair
I am the expert, his mother said, to be quite fair
she also wanted to give overeager girlfriends a scare
staying over meant that they probably did really care
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