Tuesday, 12 January 2010

WITHER NO MORE.

I wish I was back with my folks,
And flat broke,
And with her.
I wish I was only sixteen,
A virgin,
And with her.

I wish I was still drinking halves,
And cheap halves,
And with her.
I wish I was with the full soul
Of the world,
And with her.

I wish I was still quite a joke,
With a smoke,
And with her.
I wish I was down to the waist,
And embarrassed,
And with her.

I wish I was still paid weekly,
How weakly,
And with her.
I wish I was up to no good,
Like you should,
And with her.

I wish I was barely a man,
Understand?
And with her.
I wish I was with my last
And first love,
And with her.

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