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Rendezvous At Half-Passed Two
Passionate whispers, devious plans,
illicit rendezvous.
“Meet me today, at the Holiday Inn,
I’ll be there at half-passed two.”
“I’ll arrange a room, wait in the lounge,
a cocktail, maybe a few.
I’ll be at the bar, of the Holiday Inn,
no later than half-passed two.”
Calling his wife with a mumbled excuse,
“I can’t have dinner with you.
My business appointment’s at Holiday Inn,
the meeting’s at half-passed two.”
Drumming his fingers, look at his watch,
wondering where could she be.
He’s alone at the bar of the Holiday Inn,
It’s already half-passed three.
A misunderstanding, did she get scared,
cold feet, maybe it‘s more?
Stood up at the bar of the Holiday Inn,
still waiting at half-passed four.
“Another drink bartender, double it up,
sure hope I’m able to drive.”
Drowning his grief at the Holiday Inn,
and leaving at half-passed five.
It’s the same old story, the same old song,
up to the same old tricks.
Carousing all day at the Holiday Inn,
out cold by half-passed six.
