A Disloyal Eliot

I know a disloyal lady from Eliot In the beginning, she was very sweet Whatever she did or done with her She always sent me tweet One day I visited her town hotel She gave me a worst treat She was sitting with anonymous They came there for something to eat I came back to home crying My body got full of the heat I sent her message saying goodbye And left to go through her street One year ago she called me She said sorry and wanted to meet I ignored her by saying I don't like disloyal meat This all I remembered today morning Sitting on my university bus seat She was rider of two boats Used me like a veet Listen Imran, don't talk bitter People just like to listen sweet