martes, noviembre 3

My Mr. Jealous Boy

To come here,
to get there.
You go when you want.

And you arrive, getting closer
and it's me you like,
ups! Getting closer.
Now, what's the problem?

Down no lights you're secure.

Down daylight,
not so sure?
Guess you're just a bit shy,
guess I'll deeply charmed you next time.

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