Dennys

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Pardon me for not being
The lady in waiting
For the right time,
Past the idle conversation
That I try to construct so eloquently.
Caught damp handed
I could make a sailor blush you know,
Or so I’d like to think.
Instead,
I’m the simmering three penny whore
Playing the game of pristine
Across the divide
Too smitten to realize my coffee is cold.

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