by Joe Cramer
I am so very superficial,
So remotely shallow
That I don't know
If I could ever care for another.
(At least I'm friends with my mother!)
I never take a look
At much more than right before my eyes, I never know why, I just always seem to end up with someone who is terribly wrong for me when I let the woman who is right for me slip, slip, slip, drip away.
So imagine my surprise,
When love fails me again,
And again, and again, and again.
Author's Note: And so counts the agains..... my malaise.....
Posted on 02/11/2008
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