No more fun
Now I’m done
It was a nice run
A funny little pun
If given a chance
To repeat the romance
To have a last dance
Take ya to France
All in a trance
Needs a seconds glance
But I can’t
So here I rant
Exhausted I pant
Your love I grant
My heart
For you to hear
All my art
Carry for years
Fragile and weak
Carry carefully
Feel the heat
Burns for you truly
Tempo of life
Hear the beat
Rhythm has strife
Ends with a cheat
A lie to one
Betrayal to trust
Never was fun
Can’t even lust
No more fun
NOW I’m done
A nice run
NOT a funny pun