Who

Ring! Ring! The ambiguous sound always stays true My last year implacable acquaintance is renamed as “who” Perfidy to the fidelity is what who do Ring! Ring! Driving to the next didactic coterie I pass the car I will transcend, unlike poetry Where the topic to be… who I see Which didactic coterie is who in, unfortunately it’s mine Since my car got a new engine and placed in a faster line Ring! Ring! Who keyed my trunk and felt it was fine Ring! Ring! Who I loathe to sit near Simultaneously, those Medusa eyes should be fear We used to drive together… as so I hear Ring! Ring! Time to go home The inhibition of hate is so close gone Perfidy to the fidelity, who said it wasn’t wrong Who wants to re-acquaint because my car has speed Who was never a friend in need So why should who be a friend indeed