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“I’d like to be
Under the sea
In a….in a…..”
He sits in front of the fish tank, as he does day in and day out. His mind is troubled, he wants so much to remember but there is nothing beyond those few lines.
Yesterday a woman came in, sat opposite him and talked incessantly for hours, or so it seemed.
After she had gone they asked him if he enjoyed his wife’s visit.
For the life of him he can’t place her. He is sure she is not the woman he married.
His wife is much younger, flowing dark hair, perky tits and athletic. He smiles as he recalls her six-pack achieved after weeks of gym work.
No that woman yesterday was not his wife.
He settles back into his chair.
In the tank before him the fish swim by once again.
I’d like to be
Under the sea,
In a…In a……