I love your new home
You loved that I went to Rome
You looked square in the face
A great addition to the human race
But answer me you did not
When I bought your book and read it aloud
I wanted a word with a God
But you were few in between to be heard
So today I might never stay
In the grace of your own need
I see you are together and well
I might go straight to hell
But life is always my friend
I'll remember you until the end
You laughed at my true anxiety
And you cupped your hand at my three
But life was never my dear issue
I had plenty a good deal of true tissue
So life was there when I called
I was never so big and not so very small
But life didn't say you were indeed insightful
You walked into a dear gerbils maze and got out alone
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