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               I want to see, why with me, you flirt.

             It really hurts.

            Why with this boy do you like to toy?

            I know interest in me, you have not.

        You don't think I'm hot.

           Why do you with me, continue to play?

       I wish you would just go away.

       You, me, seek.

       But, then, when I ask you for a date.

   You said that you hate.