Gone Almost Forgotten
Sometimes when my mind's lazy I think of you
The times that happen are getting quite few
Wreaked havoc on my heart
What the storm did in its path
Sadistically rape my love
Then offered a black dove
Forged a degree to get by
A degree you have to lie
How does knowledge make gold
When there's a hole in the shoe sole
Shame on you big professor
You play my money and me a sucker
Me the poor illiterate woman
Fed clothes and shelter the educated man
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