Better Things

If you love me,
Please don't tell me
I've got better things to do.
Like sit at home, all alone,
Eating a can-
Of Dinty Moore Beef Stew.
You see, when the stew is gone,
I won't be left feeling sad and blue.
So, don't tell me, if you love me.
I've got better things to do.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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