Mark Heathcote

(22/03/66 / Manchester)

You can walk…


Why does a woman amplify her mind?
Speak forty words when one will do…
God only knows now how I’m resigned
To get shot of this stubborn mule
Oh god who ever knew?
How much this woman can talk?
Oh so baby now you, you can walk…

God took a rib made a dagger a tongue
Took my sanity, asked me to be saintly,
But surely he must realize I need to be
Faintly free to remain young, alive and strong.
Else this hollowness in me will materialize
And then by god—
How this cruelty will show in my eyes.

Oh why does a woman amplify her mind?
Speak forty words when one will do…
Venally I stay because she loves me
But I can’t get forty winks
With her nagging in my head
Oh god who ever knew?
How much this woman can talk?
Oh so baby now you, you can walk…

Submitted: Wednesday, December 18, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, December 18, 2013

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