Thats that
She wants a card
Well no, not paper, nothing so hard
A poem is what she really has in mind
It just doesn't work that way
She wants something more
Well no, She wants me the ewer to pour
For my pen to work magic
It just doesn't work that way
She really doesn't want that much
Some words in couplets, rhymes, and such
Perhaps, something about her lovely eyes
It just doesn't work that way
She'll torture me for years
She remind me with tears
that I couldn't put two words in a row
It just doesn't work that way
She will remind me years from now
With warmth and love and how
I just couldn't put two words in a row
It just works that way
I will take the sting through time
for she is absolutely sublime
And I will savor those nettles
Thankfully it works that way
I love her and thats that
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