Our love was about a third of the way to its end
Our love was about a third of the way to its end.
But how could we have known that, my friend?
So, we kept going merrily along,
thinking that nothing could ever go wrong,
till our love was about a third of the way from its end, my friend.
Copyright © Marinus Jansen | Year Posted 2025
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