Muse
(Not on Love)
Grace of the ungraceful
Love from the spiteful
Is a life truly delightful
All fun and all games
Rats stop calling names
Class full of high class dames
The British drown in the Thames
Dress pretty, look so nifty
Prices paid up are hefty
I’m a graceful lefty
My manners a bit rusty
Oxygenation of my thoughts
Air breeze, caught in draughts
Left for home on the dot
Relationships end up in a knot
High voltage from the ampere
Biscuits, sweet salty spheres
Morning bright and very clear
Life feels just so dear
Understanding thoughts of women
Happy to be here are the men
Practicing a day of helpful Zen
Class ends, sad of leaving then
Moondance and mad romance
Meeting future’s great plans
Shuttles which are vans
A gossipy girl’s flirty glance
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