You say you don't desire me,
You only tire me. Now you hire me.
Inexpensive care is meaningless,
Feeling nothing and caring less.
Cut off at the pass, she knows where you were headed,
She wants double-time or a temporary wedding.
And the lucky girl leads a life of leisure,
Though she might have do (?) with forty-five years
For seconds of pleasure.
Crowds surround loudspeakers on the lampposts
Listening to the murder mystery.
Meanwhile someone