From being single sans knots,
Alone with self-scratching thoughts,
I opted for marriage as an alt,
And ever since get picked without fault,
There's no winning in this world,
Save this tavern, take my word.
The only place of freedom
We can wherein talk wisdom!
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Two disgruntled males talking at a tavern
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Tongue-in-cheek | 14.11.18 |
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