Introduced into London, briefcase in hand
With a Mother and Father at bay,
Fleeting independence, flirting with Sid
For a fling, ‘til his Dad went away.
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I don’t think my Muse would let me think of so many words for poor Sid. Glad she let you very enjoyable read here for me