It was good
while it lasted
it lasted as long
as it could
what with him
being as he was
me being
as I am
his wife being
as she was
so I am to go
go to Paris maybe
leave him to her
her ways
him to his
lost cause
the clock
is ticking tocking
time away
we had a good time
had laughter
love making
*** with a big S
his wife
didn't know
or we believe she didn't
so I will take
a last look around
the place
last gaze out the window
last look at the bed
and think
of his last words
the last look from him
and I will leave him
the small gifts he gave
he will say
o Rosie why go?
I will say
in the letter
it is for the good
and the better.
Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 2:08 AM UTC
It was good
while it lasted
it lasted as long
as it could
what with him
being as he was
me being
as I am
his wife being
as she was
so I am to go
go to Paris maybe
leave him to her
her ways
him to his
lost cause
the clock
is ticking tocking
time away
we had a good time
had laughter
love making
*** with a big S
his wife
didn't know
or we believe she didn't
so I will take
a last look around
the place
last gaze out the window
last look at the bed
and think
of his last words
the last look from him
and I will leave him
the small gifts he gave
he will say
o Rosie why go?
I will say
in the letter
it is for the good
and the better.
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