As much as I scolded upon him
It gave him no sense of thrill
To busy smoking by the trash bin
I could see his love was ill
He woe me over with eccentrics
But left me languish once together
He keeps me thinking I am thick
He better not keep me forever
I have fortitude, I can fight
For there was something that he feared
I’ll be the one to ditch him tonight
For I am only his beard
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