pearls

Houston

Posted in terzanelle by maggie on 2010/04/12

Expect to find me gone, I won't be back —
    I'd rather poke my eyes out with a fork!
I'm leaving now.  Excuse me while I pack.

This never was my home, not like New York,
    not even as a way to pass the time
— I'd rather poke my eyes out with a fork.

I used it for a joke.  Is that a crime?
    The ones stuck living here ain't worth much more,
not even as a way to pass the time.

So long as I've got what I came here for,
    I'm getting out, with nothing left behind
— The ones stuck living here ain't worth much more.

I'm told I just don't look right, else I'd find
    I could've had it all.  Yeah well, not here.
I'm getting out, with nothing left behind.

So goodbye Houston, kiss my bony rear!
    I'm leaving now, excuse me while I pack.
I could've had it all.  Yeah well, not here.
    Expect to find me gone.  I won't be back.

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