She is playing
Lover's game;
Day after day
'tis all the same.
Going up and down
With the guys;
All the while
Telling lies.
Maybe she has
No shame;
Roaming the streets
In vain:
Boys street,
Crevice and Lane;
What rewards
Can she obtain?
About us I won't
Forget;
She cheats and
She will regret.
The memories
I'll keep in my heart;
Those current and
Those from the start.
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