A Tale Told
So I am a tale told
You were not at all impressed
What was new, became old
As you (long ago) guessed
And my love was in vain
You did not value me
I can’t ring you again
You won’t hear, you won’t see
Its important to unfriend!
You’re accustomed to this
Words and emails we sent
You have dissed
See me there one day
If you wish, (you may not)
In a sunny array
There I’ll be, just a spot
And the new moon will rise
Like it does, and will do
And perhaps you will smize
If at last there’ll be you.
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