Shooed out like a house fly
This house was half my mind
I don't dispute the doubts you've outlined
But it's my right to waste your time
And these things
It stands to reason, these things
Won't kill me
Your feelings, the spattering
It bores me
Don't tell me
Burned in on the 8th of May
She was spectacular
I walk the half-moon by the bus-stop
Sliding cross the street to her
And three is "Things-- "
Sequentially, three is "Things won't kill me"
The spieling
Gracelessly
Is my grief
Please tell me
And half-masted
Bass-boosted
Sling-backed
Fully retractable
Throw out the la-la by the bus load
Match the photo to the description
I do indeed and shall continue
Dispatch the shiftless man to points beyond
And these things
It stands to reason, these things
Please tell me
Your feeling
So gracelessly
It bores me
Don't tell me
Half-masted
Bass-boosted
Sling-backed
Fully retractable
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