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Ventilator Dreams
Like you I sped up the ropes like a monkey then
Breathless we
Made mincemeat of the pommel horse but
How I envied your physique!
So ashamed that I kept my vest on, afterwards
My matchstick legs hid in the shower.
Later I never put on an ounce or
Made a penny though
You grew rich and
Obese before the virus ran you down .
Today I heard they've put you
On a ventilato...
Thursday 7th May 2020 10:55 am
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