One Couple of Days
One couple of days that I don't remember, in not just yet or quite, September
I married husband number four, with no idea what would be in store
For months she waited poised to pounce, then she drained all my accounts
Lesson here is, that while they may be charming or even witty, Never trust a gynecologist you met at a bachelorette party in Sin City!
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