i wanted to be a detective,
or a spy
of some sort.
living on a houseboat,
like in 77 Sunset Strip,
or James Bond,
drinking
a martini with his hair
perfectly combed,
his suit,
impeccable
as he went
about his business of saving
the world
from evil characters,
bent on lies and deception.
but i never knew how good
i'd be at it,
until i got married.

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