Riff On Ely Funky Boots' Rare Flower Poem by David McLansky

Don't fault me that I have another,
You share me with another lover;
Don't fault yourself, you satisfy,
Still in another's arms I'll lie;
Does all the world lay in your arms?
Do you encompass all it's charms?
Your conversation's entertaining
But is there nothing left remaining?
I do not seek to so encumber
That you be all without a number,
And though I love you on your back
You cannot be all that I lack;
For you be one within this world;
There's such a lovely sum of girls.
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