Apr 02, 2007 23:46
Why is it that when i talk
you shrivel up like a prune?
Why do i sit here, belated
but not at all irated?
Can you help me find
the one who I love?
over the hills and far away
the "G" is next to the "f"
and soon will me bootie
be
next to
the "F"
because he might catch me
if the world can.