Sir Poem by Robin Gibb

Sir



Sir! your way to out if sorts I say
Why must you show bitter face
There's no changing your mind
But truly you are so out of place
Sir! Let this lecture come to end
I think by now I should know
Stop with all your questions now
You ought not to take all the show

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Robin Gibb

Robin Gibb

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