'A player, me?!' I Cry
'Well you are good looking'
'Hmmm, ok.' Is my hesistant reply
'I'm not just after a good fucking.'
'Thats lucky.' relief flows through my mind,
'So you're telling me I'm the best you could find?'
Amongst the throngs of youthful dance
Is this the start of our romance?
I guess not
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