Lawrence S. Pertillar
Sense Of Pretense - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Her friends convinced her,
She was better off without me...
Because she had degrees!
But I knew she had no common sense.
And they left her dazed and unhappy.
She did have one thing going she kept...
Her sense of pretense she used,
That I actually was lost
Needing someone like her,
Around me to find myself.
And I tried to show her from the very beginning,
Her friends couldn't give her
What she could never get back from me.
I knew what I had!
And I still got it!
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