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Our wedding license was Just a promissory note; A thing a compulsive Liar once wrote. Something Billy Jack Once said, in short, "Written so you could Get out of it in court." I find myself saying When it's all said and done "What are you, anyway, A secret republican?" I thought it was just political But, you devious little cuss, Your sidewinding ways Have slopped over into us. A one-sided marriage Is what we have now. I put up with it all this time But please don't ask me how. It has been rather like you Don't know what marriage is for So write this down someplace: I'm not gonna take it anymore. One person by himself Simply cannot make a pair. Hey saddest thing of all Is I doubt did you will care. A month or two from now Or maybe further on You might look up and discover That half your team is gone.
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Oct 20, 2017
Oct 20, 2017 at 11:00 PM UTC
BREAKUP CALL
Our wedding license was Just a promissory note; A thing a compulsive Liar once wrote. Something Billy Jack Once said, in short, "Written so you could Get out of it in court." I find myself saying When it's all said and done "What are you, anyway, A secret republican?" I thought it was just political But, you devious little cuss, Your sidewinding ways Have slopped over into us. A one-sided marriage Is what we have now. I put up with it all this time But please don't ask me how. It has been rather like you Don't know what marriage is for So write this down someplace: I'm not gonna take it anymore. One person by himself Simply cannot make a pair. Hey saddest thing of all Is I doubt did you will care. A month or two from now Or maybe further on You might look up and discover That half your team is gone.
brent-kincaid
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Oct 20, 2017
Oct 20, 2017 at 11:00 PM UTC
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