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Dirty weekend

Sex was always resented
in this marriage late lamented
No coming together much now.
Just the odd pang of lust
Of  a habit, gathering dust.

But hope springs eternal
'Cos she kept a journal
of best bits of which there were few
A shag shared with a friend
And a dirty weekend,in Blackpool
A room with sea view.
Written by Richard_the_third
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