You are not a whole month
each year I feel your pain
as the letters fall in the hall
mostly bills
and I don't know who, Bill is,
you take your all
away from the wallet of my heart
you must pay this, pay that
how you make my heart bleed
so now
February I don't like you
and what you do to me, at all
and all the court costs
come in March
so P@ul
you can get on with
the rest of year now
and repair the
the wallet
the pain
looking like another year
of work for me.
ant it true L o V e P@ul. Kiss, Kiss, Kiss.