Roses and Wine
A penny for your thoughts
with inflation it’s a nickel
The longer you go on
the more I find you fickle
You looked sincere, so genuine
I’d have bought you roses and wine
But now you’ve opened your mouth so wide
On fresh shoe leather I’ll let you dine
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