hey thats mine!
oh well never mind.
whats yours can become mine.
oh like those shoes
or that new hair do.
i never use to mine.
you were always take'n things of mine,
but now that time has flew
what you're doing is make'n me blue.
i knew you knew but you would always ask 'who? '
who took it? or who would do that?
well dont pat your self on the back.
i know its you.
if you would just fess up,
i'd fess up to.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem