I Repeat, I'M Not Interested
Why are you coming around again?
Unlike Bo Derek, you are no ten.
Your head’s full of air.
For you, I don’t care.
Go and try your luck with other men.
Didn’t you get the message the first time?
To see you back here seems like a crime.
You should hit the road.
Haul away your load.
A nearby tall tree is what you should climb.
Inspired by a recent comment I received
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2012
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