You are such a naughty girl, my darling Michelle, with your ogling eyes. Sneakily
staring at all the guys during our usual weekly restaurant supper time moment.
How your wandering gaze no longer triggers even a spark of jealousy, as it comes
to my no more surprise how you enjoy reliving these scandalous lies each time.
And I am quite fine as I have found myself doing the same during our make out
moment with a girl named Carol MacBride

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A lesson to be learned about a cheating heart