Don't walk away with words
You know she says goodbye in verse
It in no way lessens the hurt,
but she really is very good
Guess I should be grateful
that she took the time to compose
but just tell me where to go
she'd just stick to prose
And tell me what she believes,
if she just stood in the through
Abuse her household furniture,
but commune with her muse
without ramming it down my throat
So why do I feel like I've
and beheaded all at once?
Well the bold ones lie with me,
I don't recall it ever being
Sometimes I wish that she'd
And tell me what she believes
if she just stood up and threw
Abuse the household furniture
and come in with her mute
If she thought more about
Than a word that best describes her
Might make a little more sense to me,
but I feel so incontinent
Just what the world needs now,
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