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Here's a partial list of things

     -some are old, some new

Of things that cause me to get sick

     when I think of you:



Number one, each day you wake

     (I think that says it all)

Number two, you decide to speak

     (I can't believe the gall)

Number three, you curse and swear

     -you leave junk lying everywhere.



Number 5, the attitude

     (you really are not cool)

Number 6, the way you talk

     (an uneducated fool)

Number 7, you "know it all"

Number 8, you're never wrong



Number 9, you snore at night

     (and by the way your breath's a fright)

Number 10, you need control

     (a bossy, power-hungry troll!)

Number eleven, you'll cheat to win

Number twelve, can lie with a grin



I'll sum up numbers thirteen through twenty

I could go on and on, but for now it's plenty:



You don't care who you hurt, you're a no-good con

You're weak and phoney -- good ridance, be gone!



You fake your way or ride someone's name

And never dream of taking the blame



But the sad part....

     above all above

You didn't see

     you had genuine love.