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D If we’re talking about G love
D Then I have to A tell you
Dear D readers, I’m G not sure where I’m D headed
I’ve gotten A lost before
G I’ve woke up A stone drunk
Face F down in the floor
A Late afternoon, the G house is D hot
A I started, G I ju-D umped up
A Everyone G hates a D bore
A Everybody G hates a D drunk
D This may be a lit in-G vention
Pro-D fessors muddled in their A intent
To D try to rope in G followers
To D float their malcon-A tent
G As for this A reader, I’m F already spent
A Late afternoon, the G house is D hot
A I started, G I ju-D umped up
A Everyone hates a G sad pro-D fessor
A I hate where G I wound D up
Inter D G
D Dear readers, G my apologies.
I’m D drifting in and A out of sleep.
Long D silence presents the trage-G dies of love
Note the age, get a-D fraid
The surface hazy with A attendant thoughts
G A lazy A eye meta-F phor on the rocks
A Late afternoon, the G house is D hot
A I started, G I ju-D umped up
A Everyone G hates a D bore
A Everybody G hates a D drunk
A Everyone hates a G sad pro-D fessor
A I hate where G I wound D up
A I hate where G I wound D up – A G D
