I just don't recall
The night of my fall
I'd just maybe tripped on some whisky
I lay there in bed
With a quite painful head
And a feeling that made me quite frisky
But my partner just laughed
Said I was quite daft
And if I was to get too erotic
She would just smile and grin
Laugh when I put it in
While she sipped on a large Gin and tonic
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