Oh my!
I can't decide whether to slap you or embrace you.
With the flip of a dime, your mind changes minute after minute, time after time.
Fancy my courage to even stick around!
You do the things you hate, and hate the things you do.
You point at people with your bigoted, plumb, juice-filled fingers.
Tell me, at least you can tell me, who the heck are you?
You have tricked me so many times...
I don't know how I fell asleep in your lap again.
Man! I said I was gone quit you,
And yet here I go again. Falling and heaving.
I suppose I'll just have to wait till a change comes by,
I'll wait till you chop off all my hair.
I like this :)
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