Match Abandoned Poem by Mary Champion

Congratulations Girl, you're doing well.
You've clipped your wings and slunk back in your shell.
This sure calls for a drink, so raise you glass
And toast the future as you let it pass.
Congratulations girl, you know it's best.
Give up the fight, come on and be my guest.
You never had a choice, there's nothing lost.
Don't even stop to work out what it cost.

Do your duty, do the decent thing.
A guy like that can't offer anything.
You know it's right, that thing you did today.
Let's toast the girl who threw her heart away.
They'll slap you on the back and say you're wise
To give up on the truth and opt for lies.
It's easier to give up on your dreams
And fall in with the paltry, pointless schemes.

Do your duty, do the decent thing.
There isn't any point in wondering.
You know you had no choice, there was no deal.
Congratulations girl, you've come to heel.

Oh don't you feel so proud of what you've done?
Dropped out the race when it was almost run.
You've won their praises, but you've lost the prize.
That's tears, not triumph shining in your eyes.