Poem -
Hearts + Stuff
You steal me sir with roving eyes
a flattering word and I the prize
And oh, that mother taught me
well, that ladies never fume or swell
With outrage sir, for I must play
the lady part and dare not say
I have a heart and fire it holds
if only I could be so bold
But oh, that father taught me well
Within this manly world I dwell
To play in life the lady part
And kill the venom in my heart
And so in mariage, I thee take
With horror, a new life to make
Within a manly world I dwell
To you a wife... for me love's hell.
M ~
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🤔 in regards to the release of one T. Swift's The tortured poet's department (which I feel is one of the most recent ridiculous things) are you true to this title. A plight of actual recognition. I like it! There should be more of this.
What on earth is 'the tortured poets department'? l I admit I like to share any misery I can find but I dont need a department for that...got cosmo lol Thanks Rory. x
It's the name of a new release music album from a pop star Taylor Swift
OK...Will have to have a listen now then even if she's not quite up my street x
Mine neither, M. Mine neither. I've got some wine put aside to help it go down. Or maybe I'll just listen to Jim Morrison
Fuck it...go with Jim 😊
Hey Marion!!.......interesting to say the least!!....you are a blessing!!....smiles!!....T xo
Thans Mr T...appreciated x
I feel and fear for all those for whom these words do resonate xx
Aye me too Nev, poor bastards. Hugs X