Because of the Because
Evening time, behind closed doors
Like before the play’s beginning
Just because of the because
A telephone keeps ringing
Sending beeps without a cause
And it always comes abrupt
Just because of the because
I’m too lazy to interrupt
Likely its again some sod
Who’ll insist me to comply
So he rings to try his fraud
Hoping I’m that kind of guy
Who will listen to his tales
Who’ll be flattered with propose
Give him the account details
Just because of the because
Must be quite a tiring work
All that rubbish to impose
Fraudster needs his grateful dork
There are plenty and he knows
A buttefly hits the window pane
Seeks an exit to outside
Where’s an exit from the pain
I would like for me to find
As the evening comes to end
Then my book I have to close
See that butterfly descends
On the senseless wind that blows..
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