You keepa way,
That's slipping from my listing.
I use to handle it,
But it it getting too late.
You keepa way,
That mooches on my patience.
I'd like to lace a drink,
And exit you from my head.
I wish that you were leaving,
So I could go straight to bed.
You keepa way,
That could droop eyes at parties.
And bore just everybody,
With the things that you say.
You can poop a party,
And that is just your way.
Some believe you do this,
As a mean display.
But you keepa way...
You can poop a party.
And bore just everybody,
With the things that you say.
You can poop a party.
And bore just everybody,
With the things that you say.
You keepa way,
That mooches on my patience.
I'd like to lace a drink,
And exit you from my head.
I wish that you were leaving,
So I could go straight to bed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem