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Sometimes We Are Subject, Objective, Reflexive, or Intensive

Sometimes We Are Subjective, Objective, Reflexive, or Intensive
By Bob B (3-26-15)

From the moment that he and she first met,
They both knew it was love at first sight.
To him or her it was never an option
That perfect love would ever take flight.
 
Between you and me, I never thought
That what they had would last forever.
For one thing, as much as he tried to succeed,
He saw himself failing at every endeavor.
 
At first she said, "Money, my dear,
Is not that important to you and me.
Success, money…ah, both you and I
Know that life comes with no guarantee."
 
Her words made him feel more self-assured.
To you and me such love is compelling.
Regarding him and her, however,
Distant bells were quietly knelling.
 
They say that he and she grew more distant
From each other; the unfortunate pair
Learned that for her and him there would be
NO surviving on a wing and a prayer.
 
Years later a friend of mine and I
Bumped into each other one day.
I asked him about the two old lovebirds,
And his face displayed a look of dismay.
 
"Well," he said, "you and I know
That he and she were destined to part.
I myself have learned the hard way:
How transient is love! How fickle the heart!
 
"They say that he has remarried and now
Travels the world from Nome to Bhutan.
She herself has also remarried
And lives in Paris with a filthy-rich man."

But you and I don't have to be sad
IF our grasp of grammar is hazy.
May everybody find long-lasting love--
Despite the pronouns that drive us crazy.

(3-26-15)




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