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Lazy Saturday
Our
younger friends don't understand,
That
we are quite content,
We
said we'd be alright alone,
That's
exactly what we meant.
For
knowing we're together,
Makes
anything we do,
(A
game of Upwords, popcorn,
Wine
for me, a brew for you).
Seem
like a Vegas niteclub,
Or
a child on Christmas Eve,
A
more loving evening,
Would
just be make-believe.