Встречаемся все реже, пишем тоже,
Лишь в «Одноклассниках», не искренно и сухо.
Ведь не вернуться нам, где были мы моложе
И оба понимаем: показуха, -
Ты будто тёща мне, а я тебе свекруха...

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