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“Another one my mate,” George uncle said
He was probably the best customer, this bar ever had…
I poured him another glass of rum…
And then I waited for Rose to come…

Rose was the barmaid…late again tonight…
I awaited her arrival…my desire, her sight…
George uncle was her father, last month he had lost his wife…
Rum was his desire…to dilute a lost life…

His daughter’s desire, to see her father recover,
To make him give up alcohol…Drat!! There comes her lover..
John, he’s the goon, he doesn’t love her, his desire is lust…
But he helps her dad financially, tolerate him she must!!

And thus moved on a night of unexpressed desires…

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