Ring Of Death Poem by Dead Beat Poet
Ring Of Death
You know I'm not stupid,
I know where the love went.
It went with your stuff,
when everything was spent.
You never cared about me,
or anything I am.
You only want things,
and first class Pan Am.
Now that you're gone,
the birds can now sing.
Unless you are dead,
don't bother to ring.
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