Just as I was feeling optimistic
And things seemed on the up, I saw a girl
I thought, is that her, took a closer look
And yes it was, enough to make you curl
Into a ball and give up, what a thrill
For the eyes. But something was wrong, I knew...
Why was she there, looking so good, to kill
A man on the spot, when for me she'd do
Nothing like dress like that, or smell good too...
I know now the dream that died must stay stuck
In the back of my mind, must cleanse the swirl
Of images and thoughts, either a new
Girl must be found, or, more likely, I'll stick
To lonely ways. It seems that is my world
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