#7 The Seven-Year Itch

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A happily married man was Mitch
Until the onset of the seven-year itch
He directed his ardour
At the lady next door
And worked on his opening pitch

With girded loins, to his paramour he headed
Expecting to be welcomed and bedded
Only to find
The lady entwined
With the woman to whom he was wedded

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