Swiss Cheese
My heart is now
Like Swiss cheese
He loves me not
Yet he loves me deep
Teal eyes don’t deny
He’s only a horse
Any hippie chick can ride
He is only a buck
Red interested in games
Fun for him the chase
Sautéing smells of rain
But the second he peaks
He denies runs back to destiny
I’m Swiss cheese I say
But horses prefer races hay
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