Clip Your Wings Poem by Rokket Grrl

You have no money, all I want is your love
Because you are the one that I dream of
You've got no car, but I'd walk anywhere
Where we can hold hands with the wind in my hair
You can't buy me a ring, but it would make my fingers hurt
And I probably lose it down the sink, or the tub or the garden's dirt
Because I'm not like most girls; I don't want these things
So let's run while we can: before they clip our wings