Not This Time
You had your chance,
quite a few if you'll note,
I don't want to hear it,
you lying old goat.
Save your breath,
don't say another word,
I have heard this before,
you goofy bird.
Lie after lie,
year after year,
I've heard them all,
is that a tear.
Man oh man,
now this takes the cake,
you're the one begging,
no, my decision has been made.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2007
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