The flats were old and the rooms were cold
But I didn’t have much choice,
I hadn’t the money for anything else
Since the spat I had with Joyce,
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Woe is what happened when marriage ends. A clever story up to your usual excellent standard. Thankyou.
And thank you for your regular comments, Paul, much appreciated.