Poetry

Poem: Sweet Blue, You’re Over

A man is alive when he is in a hole.
A man is alive when he can get so much more.
A man is alive when he can have none and yet it all.
Happy when he can take home all, all and all, and more.

And she won’t stop staring, she won’t stop taring.
She likes him right there, so she can get that thing.
Yeah, he got the stuff, it is his’, he scored.
In, in and out.

But he says quit it, stay easy, and right there.
It will be over soon, it’ll be done and over sweet blue.
You want out, and you were just out.
You want over, but you were just over.

Sweet blue you’re trouble,
and I just can’t accept it, just out!
Sweet blue, that’s it, you’re over…
My sweet little blue, you’re over, but over and over.

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