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My Treasure

 I call my missus “treasure,” I love her with all my heart,
We’ve been wed these thirty years and never been apart,
My son asked ‘Do you her treasure ‘cos they ask where you dug her up?’
I clipped round his ear hole and said ‘No you cheeky pup,’
‘I call her my treasure‘ I said only half in jest,
‘Not because I dug her up but because of her sunken chest!’
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