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You overlook her, you over see her

You overknow her, you over be her

Her prince so dashing

Swaying his steed

His trim was so smashing

I think that's what I need

Her face of pearls, so close and so tame

I creak my way forward, but I'm losing my gain

Your sway I need

Your sway I need

We weep the need away

We weep together

Our saturnine so sweet

We're not satisfied to see

Our grand piano's need

As it sits, as still as death

The loyal willow tree

Stands above me, cursing our needs

What does she need?

As I sit in her shade she weeps

Draping her dusty tears on my cheek

Our saturnine so sweet, forgetting our needs

You overlook her, you overfeed her

You overflow her, you overneed her

Her stumble was so sudden

Her shining mutter was so slow

So little she knows, so crippled she flows

I wish she would leave me alone.

Her rapid crumpets, stuffing my mouth

Her rancid words, stale upon my skin

My saturnine so sweet

My cloning kites still flirting in the air

Her sway I need

All my silly needs

My fixating vision on her ice cream flight

Her tail of scales detailed

She's not a guest female

Her weeping I need

As her dusty tears drape upon my cheek

Did you for get what I said?



I did...