LITTER BUG

 

You threw my words out in the street,

and made my life feel obsolete.

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You thought six words were not enough

to emphasise my total love.

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You wanted words like 'Beauty Queen',

not 'Lovely', 'Nice' or 'Windolene'

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I sadly glanced across that view

of consonants and vowels too,

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wildly blowing in the air,

(a bit like Boris Johnson's hair),

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before the wind lost strength and sound,

and all the words fell to the ground.

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I read them when my tears had cleared,

(but noticed three had disappeared),

 

and in their place were others too,

which I think were composed by you.

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   'Windolene'                           'Lovely'                 'I Love You Too'           

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                     'Knobhead'                          'Git'                       'Nice'

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