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"Swap"

          
           
Four began
One could not stand
Three wish to remain
Two gals, one man
         
Odd thing too
He who is gone
The idea was his
'I will swap you'
             
Gals said, 'Yes'
So, we trade
She and me, 'Oh god'
He with her, less
     
Jealousy strong
Envy consumes
His loss, ladies rock
Me, happy songs
     
     
Written by VegasPoet
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