A Banana Split Banshee
You're cool ice cream on a frozen cold day
You’re sick and I am very tired of you
You're fool minded which drove me far away
You’re thick because your brain cells are too few
I love you like arrows piercing my heart
I hate your smell, your looks and those big lies
I trust you like weekend car boot sale art
I fear your feed habits of pie with fries
We’re a fire on a summer’s hot night
We’re warm water in a mug of coffee
We’re a dark room with a small beam of light
We’re a; screaming, angry, lonely, banshee
Very much like banana split that’s spilt
It can’t be drunk so why not quit sans guilt.
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