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a conceited man with conceited ways
lover by night hater by day
take his money his clothes his car
then he would not seem such a private star
brains and wit with a temper quick
a body of stone but a mind of brick
sex appeal rolled up in vain tight neat
little layers
always too ready to take too serious all
his affairs
too too dashing and too debonair
ah what the hell
why should I even care
overly condescending and much to snide
his true self from me
he could not long hide
lover of the arts and the muse
swimmer at heart non drinker of booze
clean and close shaved
well mannered and behaved
rich and strong
and damned well wrong
he and me happened never should
but he and I we knew we would
it was like dancing in a dream and
hating every step
kissing me
ah now that was quite a treat
yet without his lips the kiss would not
be complete
smack dab dart
oh you are my love my treasure my heart
love me true my darling don't be blue
don't you know I'll love you forever
you exasperating shrew
discontented no longer to be
as long as you come back to
an awaiting me
I love you
you don't love me
I HATE YOU TOO!!!!!!!!!
(written April 23,1985)