HER BIRTHDAY NUMBER ONE

It's New Year's Eve
Half past midnight
So long I've grieved
He make us right

By living alone
Just like me
Not at her home
Where there's no time for lonely

Today's her birthday
She's twelve times five
You'll stay there away
As she gets you live

No pain
I'm allowed to feel
No gain
Because she's so real

Up in your face
Around the space
That should be mine
Now you keep her while I whine.


12/31/2005 0048 cj


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