Ripe Time To Hate Kate
From time to time sets a bait,
Her patience she makes sure wait;
Over issues would she skate:
In sweet words the tempting state
And seek to mask thy sad fate!
It is not spurious her bet;
Her marked gift is a glass plate:
Something surely at real stake;
Time for you to right steps take,
Kate's to-be-voiced favors fake!
So, now it's clearly a bait,
You should not naively wait.
Kate you meet for an asked date
But sure make you are damned late,
Never using her front gate...
If, at last, it proved a bait,
'Very poor' should men rate Kate.
You to stop calling her classmate
You once borrowed her black slate...
Also ripe time to Kate hate...
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