Thursday, October 3, 2013

Ballad

In land o'er the ocean
In places far away
There lied a woman
Who, to a proposal, said nay.

Tho' fate was to be different.
This cruel woman would state
That in any way or form
The young fellow, would not be her mate.

How wicked and evil
All his hard work and toil
This man and his labor
To all be just spoiled.

No regrets or any doubts
No apologies, just hate.
This cruel woman
No desire to even date.
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