And so I wrote
Everything my mind and hand vote
this' letter to our first love
a rear gem I cannot have enough
How cruel could you have gradually
sneak from our sport
this damsel we nursed tenderly
got us merrily all day on a spot
you left us quarreling days
climbing, sorting and battling endless case
in our quite darkness
with hyenas of ranting rottenness
I kneel with my collapsed palms to you
embrace your prodigals back in two
