My Note
My note
I want to write a note
With the taste of bile
I want to write a note
To Samson and not Delila
I want to know in the note
Why Delila didnt have eyes
To see it coming
Why didnt she know it was coming?
I want yo write a note
And in the note I shall note
That I am an investigator
Not an invigilator
I seek to know
Why Samson had to lie
Why he still lies
Why Samson lives on
within us today
And Why the present Delila
Has never seen it coming
I want yo write a note
But i can't see my pen
Has Samson hidden it?
C'mon Samson
Do i look like Delila?
I can see it coming
Mr giant,I shall find my pen!
It's gonna be sooner
Than your long strides
I shall soon write my note
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