Poetry

Wednesday, 20 March 2019

Heading for a fall

It was the Spring time but I was heading for a fall
Just like me to spring into action
Just before losing it all

These must be my grapefruit days
For life is so bitter sweet
And though its happened to me in so many ways
I wish now we never did meet

My beer tasted bitter
I can't eat my food
And the streets are full of litter
And everyone's rude

And I'm not a quitter
But my actions are crude
And I just want to hit her
But I know that's not good

My salad days are gone
I can't think how to finish this song
And I am just a fool for love in the end
A fool who has loved and lost a friend

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