Saturday, September 4, 2004

Unassuming Girlfriend

Pad prancing up the stairway
The ever-quiet spouse
Living second class
In your lovers house

Never let him know
That you still are here
Hiding in his basement
His concern insincere

Wait for him to want you
Ever there for him
He sleeps snoring in his bedroom
You, awake, are in his den

Beware his parents, neighbors
Wondering at the noise
When asked if you're together
Never raise your voice

Remain quiet, unassuming
Never asking recompense
Waiting always for him
Your heart, your last defense

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