Sour Grapes
By luigi_pagano
Wed, 23 Jun 2021
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I'm waiting in Trafalgar Square,
under Nelson's column; by the lions.
Legend has it that they roar
whenever a virgin goes by.
She is an au pair from Scandinavia,
whose blue eyes and blonde hair
gladden the eye.
I search in vain
for a glimpse of her face
through the milling crowd,
but of the elusive maid
there is no trace.
I say to myself:
It's all for the best.
Because I am pretty sure
that she would have failed
the lion's test.
© Luigi Pagano
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The Springbucks' chances
The Springbucks' chances are not much better. Strange legend though, do they want to weed out virgins in England? Like witches in the middle ages just as scarce.
A lesson to be learnt. Sit every day waiting in vain.
Keep well Liugi! Tom
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the blind date
Count yourself lucky Luigi I had a blind date once also “blind” is the right word. She had me waiting for hours too then said I can't have a beer. Desperately needed one (dozen) she was the fourth ugliest woman I've ever seen she obviously was a virgin. When we said goodbye she wanted me to kiss her. What now?
Well meaning friends -Nolan
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No it was to try and make her look better
No it was to try and make her look better. Always worked for me.
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