Sweet Nothings

Do
you
say
those
things

To
someone
else

Now
you
don’t
say
them
to me?

Does
it
make
me
pathetic

My
thoughts
so
frenetic

That
these
things
still
bother
me?

Get Your Coat…

Would
you
like
to
dance,

He
said,

And I’ll
whisper
sweet
nothings in
your ear?

I’ve
no
time
for
romance,

She
said,

So
just
go and
buy me
a beer.

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