1900
1
I like gentle girlfriends rush to hang up,
Not having much too say but luring most cuts,
Presently, a visit warrants the reason,
How the hair marches the dimes of treason,
The manner of moving belief into grudge,
Elevates the repentance on continuing the love,
An entire vigil of accepting the application,
Followed by the surrender of working aggravation,
The daddy and mama gifted to encircle,
The tow in southern mechanical rehearsal,
All we have is a stand to watch,
As the lift of the bar changes guards.
