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There was a guy who shared his wife

Said they had a satisfying life,

He never felt the urge to go a stray

But she liked the fun of going out to play,

And after she would tell him the details

Just so he would know she was hiding nothing,

And he enjoyed and liked the arrangement

Of knowing some guy who she was dating,

Got to spend some time with her

Spending time deep inside of her,

It felt liberating to him and her

That her being so free felt like rebellion,

From the norm of a conservative society,

That often didn’t understand or approved

That thought it was depraved and kind of rude,

But who wished deep down that they could try it too,

But probably never will because they are prudes.