“Do you remember me at all? The name’s Sarah and I remember you as Paul.”
He hadn’t a clue, didn’t know quite what to do, with his hands in his pockets she continued on with her slew
Words that made no sense to him at all, if he didn’t start to agree she might go on the defensive
Already an expensive night and he didn’t want to have to buy her her pints, best leave off, come clean, admit he was a soft touch
That said, she had a pretty enough head, not bewilderingly beautiful but being truthful neither was he
So maybe he’d drink some more, wait and see, what will be will be, and besides, the tide had turned in this tiny village on the coast and he fancied a skinny-dip
Wait it out, prove to this girl above all else he was well-equipped

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