Seal Feel
Tears in one's Beer
Over the 1 who got away
Are here to stay
So make hey while the sun shines
This may take a while
To find a replacement
That don't come in the basement
Bargain Bucket
Of lost property
Miss matches
That barely patch
The itch that scratches
The mess
Her left dress
Holds in fishmoth holes
On a coat hanger
Hanging in a cupboard
Old mother hubbard herself
Would view as empty
In a cemetery of regret
Time won't heal
Nor Seal
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