John Thorkild Ellison
Hook, Line, And Sinker - Poem by John Thorkild Ellison
I've measured my life out with Buddy Holly tunes
And pints of beer, and even coffee spoons,
I've prayed somebody would return my love,
I've prayed to the Devil Himself, and to the Lord Above!
Whatever you think it's a bloody shame
That the woman I love says I'm to blame
For the feelings I have, because I had no choice,
I was simply bewitched by the sound of her voice.
I've tricked myself into hoping for more
But it's just a charade and I know the real score,
I know that I'm just an acceptable friend,
My love's not wanted and that is the end.
It isn't easy to see and not to touch,
To restrain your behaviour when you feel so much,
But I guess there's nothing else I can do,
I'm completely besotted and hooked on you! !
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