Hush, I can tell you now what I'm seeing,
Beyond appendage and protrusion size,
A conference of minds, of inner being,
A light no accountant can amortise.
A love at first sight not everyone buys,
And if it exists, it's a coinage rare,
A meeting of minds is the union prize,
And consolation consigns much care.
His career stalled, went plummetting sheer,
As my own gained momentum to soar,
He'd made my troughs passable fare,
I owed him past favours down to the core.
I've now got nerves and a spine of steel.
Now he's bottomed out, I know he's a steal.
Now he's bottomed out, I know he's a steal.
Now he's bottomed out, I know he's a robbery.
Now he's bottomed out, I think he's a theft.
Now he's bottomed out, I think he's a theft.
