Love Poem: It Won'T End For a Whim
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Written by: Andrew Crisci

It Won'T End For a Whim

Ah, crazy girl you've fooled around
with other guys when I wasn't around,  
and those blinking eyes can't lie;
I could say, " Pack up all your staff and leave,
give me back my keys: find a corner to grieve! "
Am I so heartless to let you die?

It won't end for a whim,
giving up on you is too grim;
he's the size of a blimp,
he surely is a giggling chimp!
 
We make lots of mistakes
and we regret them later;
guilt is painful and can remain forever!
I checked your endless text messages,
they were from red-head Fred...
he's from another neighborhood!

It won't end for a whim,
losing you is a tragedy;
I've got the crop of the cream...
you fit my ideal so perfectly!

Ah, he shows off his black Maisto bike,
he thinks you'll fall for what he's got;
ah, his worst enemy is spiteful Mike! 
I'm better than him, I have no tattoos,
I drink beer and stay away from boos;
I have no beard, I wear no silver rings 
in my earlobes, and whether you stay
or not, the bright sky won't turn gray!