Seeking to
find an answer to this riddle
Perhaps together
we can discover why
Our love
seems to have a hole in the middle
It’s growing
bigger and bolder, as days go by
Such a peculiar
thing at first, you see
Hard to
notice something so small
But it’s been
eating all the sweet words you used to say
Because I’ve
listened, and don’t seem to hear them at all
That sneaky
little hole, trying to steal my lover
It tends to
grow behind one’s back, my love
Could have
caught it early, if we were facing one another
Could have
seen it clearly, if I were looking above
Time can be
such a fair-weather friend
Against
whom, commitment can struggle or stray
Time
sometimes breaks, and it can sometimes mend
But not with
a hole in our love, no way
Such treason
is the reason, for my tone and my haste
Apologies if
I’ve shocked with this matter
But with a
hole in the middle, no time to waste
My feelings were
left at the bottom, no ladder
Speak
swiftly, my love, true words set free
Within you lies
the answer to the riddle of why
You put a HOLE
in the middle, no “O” and no “V”
But I found an
“I”, in between your “L” and your “E”
You can keep
it, with your “H” and “O”, but not “ME”
Because I’m “IN”
the middle of “MINE”…now who’s clever?
Get the “F” out
with your “LIES”, you two belong together
Now I’m gone,
get A middle finger forever!
