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the Gift horse

The Gift Horse

I'm a sensible person
get easily hurt,
when I offered
her car because
because I was leaving
she refused,
had wanted a more modern vehicle.
I sold the car
When she asked for
the car, it was too late
her tears meant nothing
she had made
the cardinal sin looking into the gift horse's mouth.
Written by oskar
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