Us

We met when you were twenty-one
A party of family and friends
We hardly spoke: you only joked
About colours and fashion trends.

We met again in a pub or a club
The music was too loud to talk
You only drank: I never danced
So we left and went for a walk.

So much in common: so much to say
Our chatting and laughter was glad
We’re married now: I cannot think how
I got by alone as a lad.

S A

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