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Chameleon

You are one hell of a Lizard Now you cool, Before I know it you are a Blizzard You take me for a fool, You think I don’t see your many colors Why can’t you keep one Or perhaps you haven’t found one One minute you nice The next you turn to a lice The third you running around like thousand mice Let me roll the dice Turns out you just a chameleon, Trying to act like a stallion Green or blue I wish I knew Your lips I wish to sew You are unpredictable From I love you To I don’t want you You make me sick And by your side,I’ll no longer stick I am done Chameleons freak me out And in this relationship I am out

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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