Fool's Gold Poem by Edwina Reizer

Give him enough rope to hang himself
and soon he will be dangling.
Does he not deserve it for what he's done?
He left my heart a-hanging,

Hanging out to dry in the wind
while he was a-playing.
Salty tears I cried for him
until I learned the saying.
"All that glitters is not gold."
There's fool's gold that looks real.
Well, fool that I was I soon learned
a heart that knows no difference
will end up being burned.