Janky Jack
That would be once he
Wanted me to be
His savior? Probably, I guess
But I refused, you see
This was a jolly guy
Although he could also cry
When he called me, at least
And yes, I do know why
His world is a pleasure
A pleasure with no measure
And I am a solid real one
And now comes the disclosure--
I wanted to be his friend
But not the one who mend
And he has just left me.
My poor heart is again for rent
28.08.2016
Copyright © Weeping Willow | Year Posted 2016
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