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An Old Fool

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At fifty two he looked remarkable young; that, he told
everyone who asked, was because he had never been
in love and spared debilitating heartache…silly remark.
So he fell brutally in love with a woman half his age,
never knew that love making could be that wonderful,
but than he experience, in this matter, was limited to
massage parlours. He bought her costly sweets and frilly
knickers, diamonds too, she was his queen a slight tiff,
he couldn’t sleep called her in the middle of the night
and begged forgiveness.

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