we shall meet in a secret place where social distancing isn’t known

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in-car satellite navigation isn’t private

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the Police are being taught how to say;

‘Papers Please…..’ in a menacing voice

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who controls the past controls the future

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as far as his recent lovers went, his lips were sealed

ever since he used a pritt stick instead of lip-balm

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‘sorry babes-o, can’t meet for lunch, I’m having my microchip fitted’

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these days, when you book a call girl there’s a hell of a lot of paperwork

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we all leave tracks in the sand

we just never expected that the government would follow them

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

she had no objection to telling them who she’d slept with

but she couldn’t remember all their names