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This is sort of how i met my current partner. She was not married though.
Work: Teacher
Waves of parents poured through the door,
My diplomat night had begun,
Of little half truths about their daughters,
Of big sporting feats of their sons,
Couples together, some were divorced,
Single fathers with tired old eyes,
And stunningly beautiful half single mums,
The bored and hungry house wives,
"You're a wonderful teacher able to teach,
But I've already heard your reports,"
And with a seductive small wink she whispers to me,
"Meet me outside on the court,"
And that's how women approach men like me,
Not a word is spoken down town,
Just moans late at night after interviews are done,
Moans from the warm staffroom lounge.
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