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It will never matter how much aftershave you put on. He expressed himself Cordially Articulating his words in Such a way That against the odds The young fashion conscious woman Accepted his offer of drink 'A rum and coke,' she requested She turned back to her friends And continued the conversation That they had been engrossed in before X had interrupted X disappeared into the sea Of bodies the surrounded the bar I watched on A bemused smile Worked its way across My usually sullen face I sunk my beer And eyed her up Marvelling at the cut of her dressed That exposed her breasts So well X returned Red faced His stoop noticeable 'Thanks' replied the young woman X smiled. 'Now fuck off' she hissed The girls laughed like possessed hyenas X sulked back towards me I handed him his beer 'I told you she Wouldn't be interested'
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