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| Death of a Gentleman
What happened to the guy… Who opened doors for ladies? Loved… their families and babies? Well, he’s dead With a vicious blow to the head. She killed him with her devious ways, And as she aged. But now, she’s outraged With the inauguration Of the ensuing man, And his ungentle hand. Saying “he belong in a cage!” But with that expired man… Gentle, With his feather’s touch. Who loved so much… She treated him so rough. Her advantage, he’s easy. For granted and she deceived me. And she wonder why, now… He don’t cry or try. So, he fly away with The angels and Aundra. Leaving things her way Because she made it that way. And she destroyed that man… Gentle, While he was being sentimental. And her sinister plan Placed his blood on her hand… As she stabbed him with her malice Again and again. As he dropped to his knees Pleading with her society Not to mistreat him. She said she wouldn’t, But still she did it again… Until the end if his era. Now he’s gone with out a trace. Extinction… Expulsion… Corrupted with taint. Now, things ain’t what they use to be. And, now… She sees. Now she cry, wishing for a gentleman, While she see the thugs and villains. And their society ain’t even willing To be what he was… Because they love killing Just like she does… Well, like she did. Zashfiia Ckalembee Copyright ©2003 Tilden Clark |