A Hackey Sack
I kick this up again only for it to fall back down,
This which is like love, never stable, always all around,
And never seems to be the place it needs to be.
We hide and try not to act or look as a clown,
But yet to keep it up and feel the key,
and ask them please to turn and look at thee.
For the love or sack is not where you can reach,
And you must trust the others to stop the breach,
To save the love you both keep,
And not suck dry as a leech,
So both you and her can again sleep,
But remember, look before you leap.
I kick this up again only for it to fall back down,
This which is like love, never stable, always all around,
And never seems to be the place it needs to be.
We hide and try not to act or look as a clown,
But yet to keep it up and feel the key,
and ask them please to turn and look at thee.
For the love or sack is not where you can reach,
And you must trust the others to stop the breach,
To save the love you both keep,
And not suck dry as a leech,
So both you and her can again sleep,
But remember, look before you leap.
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