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Playboy
Valentine’s Day
Roses
Helium
Thorns
Slender
Wrists
Fumble
Cinch
Woebegone
Nylon
Goodbye!
With nylon stockings upon slender legs
She fumbled for keys in her clutch
She was no Playboy on this Valentine’s Day
Even if she’s treated as such.
The helium globes rose high above her
Suspended by only a string
A thin and crinkled cinched up knot
But a thorn would soon pop that thing
And then her wrist no longer tied
A woebegone gift lost to the sky
A pawn he played in his cold game
A stalemate was this guy
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