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She secludes herself in the basement,
Seeming quite pleased to sit there alone,
Just peering through the wall of cement,
Refusing to answer door or phone.
He admits that he missed her at first,
But he was warned not to interfere,
When into the basement he’d burst.
Now, he no longer knows that she’s here.
Lately, she’s increased her performance,
Sitting for many hours each day.
Meanwhile, he’s decided to seek romance
With a young widow across the way.
© Richard McCusker
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