Old Blue Eyes.

Her eyes as blue as summer skies.
From them sparkles untruthful lies.
She takes me for a brainless fool.
With her i play it winter cool.
Her talk is full of bulls organic shit.
With her i pretend that she’s full of intelligent wit.
She don’t know that i do know.
She’s not my friend but she is my foe.
I met her one summers day.
It was a prosperous day the sun was shining so i made some hay.
She approached me and asked what’s my name.
At first she seemed a genuine dame.
But as weeks past i sussed her out.
Everything about her my soul had doubt.
She said that she loved me so.
And to the depths of hell for me she’d go.
But in reality she wanted my wealth.
And to get it she would have killed my health.
I haven’t seen her for a long while.
I believe with some other poor man she is lying and crying tears of a flesh eating crocodile.