Alright I have to slow things down for you,
politician with so many other
people to consult before you waste time
on me. What good is a poet anyhoo?
They can't follow procedure and they have
a good memory, highly compulsive... on
medicine? Por un amor (violin
please el violin) me desvelo y me
apasiono, por un amor, pobre
de me. Then you ask why we sing sadly
of our souls. Go'on. It is not self-pity,
but my eulogy to the Regard I thought
I might have for you. Tears of Passion, change
will come one day in a Dream of Respect.
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