The Great Confusion
Once an eye has met an eye
in key-hole, it's funny,
They had vicious thought, but why?
Why they did it, honey?
Here the tear wants to drop,
Will it get some glory?
Eyes are crying without hope
to continue story.
They got back, they lost themselves
near the gate of Heaven,
Eye and eye and nothing else
And it wasn't clever.
It got dark on empty street
No one said I'm sorry,
Say, the eyes will have to meet
to continue story.
And confusion is no more
and it is so funny,
Eyes have met near open door,
Why they did it, honey?
Copyright © Serge Lyrewing | Year Posted 2016
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