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Michael Sharkey (b. 1946) grew up in country and suburban New South Wales, the eldest of six...
The Strong, The Silent Type
There was a woman who loved a man so much that she let herself go - bad? - o, shocking. He told her, 'Your feet push against me at night. Cut them off.' And she did, and she asked him if he slept well. He said, 'When you turn in the bed, your arms brush against me. Lose them.' And she did, and she lay there and asked him if he slept easier. He said, 'Sure, but often you talk far too much. Could you cut off your head?' So she organised that. And the man she loved slept like a top.
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