A Second Chance At First
I can't pretend to like you for I haven't got much time,
I'm just too old to fake it and you make me lose my mind.
I'm on my way to London to ride a trolley train'
so I really can't be bothered
with your body or your brain.
Just take this cappuchino and a slice of butter bread,
now go sit by the window and remember what I said,
The applecart gets heavy when you weigh it down with woes,
don't ever drive my Chevy with your elbows or your toes
I'm leaving you forever or at least till Monday night,
I'll be watching each endeavor so you better get it right.
The cinnamon and peaches are quite good for afternoon,
but beware of slugs and leaches and late eating 'neath the moon.
That madness sure will get you if you kiss too many toads
besides,they just forget you and go hopping down the roads,
you'll get your lips all warty and you'll get there late for tea,
the Queen will call you Shorty,(though she thinks a lot of me.)
So buckle up the baby and pull your knickers high
I really think that maybe we could give this one more try!
Copyright © Johnette Loefgren | Year Posted 2006
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