2002-12-13 - 11:20 a.m.
You've heard it sung, know the song,
Lookin' for Love in all the Wrong
Places, well she's worse than any
She'll try to keep it going
She got so many
Faces. It's a crying shame.
So who's on first and who's to blame?
.
"Oh chase me, chase me, please someone
See me hide, see me run!"
.
Sorry babes, it aint time for that
So, Ollie Ollie, tit for tat,
.
self fulfilling gloom doom song
try to cheer her up
and she'll prove you wrong
ask you "how do you like me now?"
wah wah wah and a bow wow wow
.
a cat mystique or a dog named yeller
don't lock the door on her whining cellar,
string 'em all along, bring 'em to their knees,
singin' her song with a cheddar named
cheese,
don't be deceived, no class act, she.
it's the self perpetuation of her misery
.
be she a stranger?
facial rearranger?
follow on attackers?
manipulating hackers?
impersonating posers?
frontal lobe bulldozers?
.
she's unwanted, got it made,
keeps a list of those she's laid
you're her joystick, her arcade,
just a little over-played
.
got a problem in her brain?
no, it's her religious vein
it's all really so inane
but don't let her plead insane
.
she's aware of what she does
she doesn't care and it's because
it's her favorite little game
Play it out and you're to blame
.
She'll make love to what's-his-name
Wipes her mouth and feels no shame
Makes excuses to her man
Says she does all that she can
.
She's poly-amorous out to play
Just stroke your chin and turn away
She'll say you were a worthless poke
So treat her like she was a joke
.
It's the way she wants it, see?
And you're just foolish to agree
Better turn and let her be
Unless you know her life story
.
She's my baby girl, my friend,
She's an opera with no end.
Because I'm here for her not me
I'll always try to help her see
.
there's no fear when there is love
it's heaven sent it's from above
and it will go the extra mile
won't let its object be defiled
.
a silent vow and sacred trust
it's not sketchy or nonplussed
it is friendship, kind and pure,
come what may, of this I'm sure.
.
Though I may never see her face
I'll love and pray for her always
If not for any other cause
Than for this hope that gives one pause:
.
We held there in the midst of thence
A diadem of innocense
An unconditional love as friends
A storyline that never ends
.
Forgive me if I linger here
I won't pursue you, won't come near,
If that's your whisper in my ear
You'll have to speak so I can hear.
.
For otherwise as time goes by
And shades of contrast fill your eye
Camouflaged my form shall be
Against the landscape, Emily.
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