Shouldn’t Have,


Left My Dear

 

Here I sit lonely, broken hearted.

Yesterday slammed door then departed.

On the verge of tears, among the sorrow.

Realize her mistake, be back tomorrow?

Won the lottery, now regrets fight she started!


Already gone, I am taking a trip.

Bought tropical island, new sailing ship.

Half naked women, always my dream.

Natives will love me, call me King.

Woman who left me, don’t miss her a bit!




 

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