Overplayed Poem by Danny The Dreamer Boyd

It's funny how I went completely mad,
When I knew none about you for so long,
Although I careless seemed, or slightly strong; —
One does not just forget the best he's had! —
Despite the distance clothed in ironclad,
I managed to resume our worn-out song; —
Why, I persist to past goodbyes prolong! —
Oh, fool, I thought myself some Galahad!
The music did not sound this time so good,
In fact, this music's always been a bore;
I think I've played it more than I have should,
Our tape recorder's ne'er had any luck: —
Alas, the one I loved I now abhor! —
Because I've fallen for one wretched f***!