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Bernard de Silva
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« on: June 11, 2007, 02:07:06 AM » |
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A Male Gauge To Middle Age.
It may be hormonal, may be chronological, based on stress or society, difficult to gauge. It turns sane blokes to weird abnormal, that male crisis, that arrives around mid age.
So if you fantasize, it gets you enlightened, tuned all quick and easily, into what to like. It seems your image must be brightened, with dolly birdies, and the Harley motor bike.
Tops to be unbuttoned, to appear bare-chested, heavy chains and jewellery, in excessive gold. Age needs to allure any female interested, one final hurrah, then wild stories to be told.
It must be Jack Daniels, forget Fourex beer, blow dry hair or toupee, facial hair to match. Shielas called `honey', answer not to `dear', good times are scarce, women difficult to catch.
You must be sensitive, that is an essential, focus on trends and company to belie your age. Appears to dollies, such ways are influential, confuses tiny minds, but lets wanton bodies rage.
You rove unrepentant and now profess you enjoy, charms of babes and booze, and Harley Davidson. Romance is in recession, motorcycle's just a toy, way past your `use-by'… you're not fooling anyone.
© . Copyright: Bernard de Silva. 05.
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