We had a brief encounter this morning
My sister and I at Moor Street Station
As we were busy walking and talking
Our cousin was there in the location
Funnily enough I saw this woman
I thought she looked like our cousin Nina
Then I thought, no it’s another person
She is not our cousin Nina
But it was her and she came up to us
And then we talked nineteen to the dozen
We'd a lot to catch up on and discuss
Yes, it was lovely to see our cousin
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