you are probably right
I really do tend to fight
I should probably surrender
keep you warm and tender
never let you down
do all your chores without a frown
I would hate for you to be sad
oh please, please, don’t be mad
this is the only heart I have left
still impervious to theft
It’s all black and surly
yet to rent it out this early
would be a disaster
and the courage I would have to muster
would be immense
none of this makes any sense
I thought I could apologize
but I theorize
that I have lost my nerve
my promises were a mere verve
I am a big man, with a fragile heart
nothing that was ever made to last
this rhyme is starting to look ridiculous
but like love, it started out fabulous.
