I thought you loved me when I had peanut sized breasts
Skinny arms and dry legs
My dreams were spun of you
Even at eighteen I was a fool
When I see you drive by in your papa's old saloon
You said I wasn't polished
You left me so sudden
My love for you
Came crashing
Like the village waves on the eve you took me
Today, call me a city girl
With a degree and cat
You want to have me back?
Don't let me hit you with a flying fart!
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