Just a taste, then rip it away
another fool, just another day
But I'm the one who pays
Yes dear, I'm honored you drove
300 miles, for a couple days sex
and brought your trophies home,
whats next?
Play the fool for all hes worth?
Then the jokes on you,
Hes been broke since birth
Works hard and still looks pretty
He isnt your fool, ,
what a pity,
But he's sure you've moved on
while he dries his tears,
toot a loo, so long!
Prologue for one,
This isnt a game, he really loved you
But you didnt know it, now hes not the same.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem