O, Cordelia! what did you do?
All of the nobles are laughing at you.
O, Cordelia! what have you done?
He bent back the bow, but you bought me a gun.
What'll it take to get you to stay?
Why do I drive all the good ones away?
O, Cordelia! why did you go?
Now I'm playing the fool down on lunatic's row.
Jan 22, 2014
Jan 22, 2014 at 8:11 PM UTC
O, Cordelia! what did you do?
All of the nobles are laughing at you.
O, Cordelia! what have you done?
He bent back the bow, but you bought me a gun.
What'll it take to get you to stay?
Why do I drive all the good ones away?
O, Cordelia! why did you go?
Now I'm playing the fool down on lunatic's row.
Aidan Corr Olsen (c) 2014
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