| Don't tell me that I'm beautiful Or even merely cute Don't fix my wonky clothes rail Or look fantastic in a suit. Stay miles away from the florists - I'm warning you, I'll check And NEVER come up behind me To gently kiss my neck. Please refrain from being nice to my mother Or getting on well with my mates Don't remember my favourite colour Or hold open the door on our dates. I must insist you don't read much Or express any type of passion And that your jokes are never funny, Your clothes years out of fashion. These rules, they must be followed Please heed what I say. Do not break a single one Unless you plan to stay. Anna Russell |
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3 months ago
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