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Oh it’s so funny to be seeing you after so long, girl.
And with the way you look I understand
That you are not impressed.
But I heard you let that little friend of mine
Take off your party dress.
I’m not going to get too sentimental
Like those other sticky valentines,
’cause I don’t know if you’ve been loving somebody.
I only know it isn’t mine.
Alison, I know this world is killing you.
Oh, alison, my aim is true.
Well I see you’ve got a husband now.
Did he leave your pretty fingers lying
In the wedding cake?
You used to hold him right in your hand.
I’ll bet he took all he could take.
Sometimes I wish that I could stop you from talking
When I hear the silly things that you say.
I think somebody better put out the big light,
Cause I can’t stand to see you this way.
Alison, I know this world is killing you.
Oh, alison, my aim is true.
My aim is true.
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comments about this poem (Alison by
Elvis Costello
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Gregory Graham
(1/23/2009 6:28:00 PM)
Absolutely Sublime...love lost, and found again, but still lost forever...and compassionate love still rules enough to offer the final repreive from suffering-
'this world is killing you, my aim is true'-I will finish the job, and end your slow suffering. No Greater Love.
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