Dow
Another-sick night
This love is all bad
If only it were mine
If only I were glad
How many times I had meetings
How many times I had love
If only they were certain
If only they were love
Whenever one was present
Whenever one meant now
Whenever one was absent
was everyman's sent dow
Where everyone meant nothing
And everyone meant how
While everyone was welcome
and everyone how daw
As everyone's a critic
and everyone a sow
Not everyone would rape us
when everyone would vow
So O la la for rape now
Oh la la for now
Oh la la for later
when O la la is dow
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2020
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