You have no hidden

You have no hidden layers an honest plea
I tick your gormless gaffes a sickly smudge
Youre blunt and blithe and timorous you judge
Youre clumsy quick and break things breezily
Youre florid so we babble fast and free
Youre bovine so we bide and barely budge
Youre forward so we never nod or nudge
Youre anxious so we grab at eulogy
I lost once coins and called you petty thief
You beat on my arm much appalled and mad
You ever gave to those whod shared great grief
You smirked a sorry self professed a cad
Yes now youve plonked me posies every day
Your gift of grandiose guilt and thats okay
Chorus day dag dan