I fallen for a poet,
I feel like I’m going to die,
The way she flatters me,
The way she writes,
The way she smiles,
All draws me in,
Like a moth drawn to a flame,
Please help me,
I don’t think my heart is working right,
It beats too fast,
I sweat too much,
Smile too wide,
All because of you.

I won’t take it back,
I’ll still love you,
It won’t help,
You tied me in like a spider,
Your a virus I can't lose,
So don’t ever untie me,
My head will fall off once you do,
And I don’t think I’ll live the surgery.