You Gave Me My Title Poem by Cesar Herrera

The unretainable
The never coulds
And the sorta woulds
The one you'd see in the clouds
Are the ones
You'll love a ton
The ones you'd give a lung
The ones you'd give your tounge

Those ones are girls
But you only have one tale
Of love where all doesn't fail
And at the end where she is what you hail
You'd send her letters through the mail
You'd get shot by a nail
As long as she's by your side
And for her you know you died........