You meet someone
Starts off well
Then they get in
the left lane and
it all goes to hell.
What once went smoothly
They decided to put on
horse-blinders, now
one-eye blind, can’t
see out the other.
They like to play the game
It seems you can’t be yourself
anymore – so, if they can’t
stand the heat, get out of the
kitchen once and for all!
‘2008’
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