Did She~by Norman Wilson

 

 

Did She

Did she pour upon the sun
A sundown that came with the rain
As she whistled hellishly insane
Just before the teardrops came

My cake lay melting outside
As I asked myself why
Then she whistled again in shame
As she left my cake in the rain

Shall I ever taste the cake she baked
Shall I ever live down my mistakes
As the war that came under the sun kills
One cake and two melting hearts that spill

Now my cake is what I call, in disarray
In sundown she whistles and walks away
Leaving me licking the icing bowel
When she left with my heart and soul

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Norman Francis