Go away

I cannot speak to you today

Because there is nothing more to say

Last night when you knocked me to the floor

It ended when I closed my door


You can keep your stupid flower

The honeymoon is over

I never want to see you again

The sight of you makes me pain


I am a woman of pride

And with you it was rough ride

I’m not used to men like you

A buffoon who hasn’t a clue.


I’ll go my way and you go yours

I’ll find a man who can buy me furs

And who can treat a woman right

Not one who’s always looking for a fight.


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