SHIRLEY
IS IN THE MOST
LOVING OF HANDS DEAR
I WILL FEED HER
AND BRUSH HER HAIR
I WILL HOLD HER
FOR SOME TIME
AND TALK TO HER
LIKE A BABY
SHE WILL BE
ALRIGHT
WE WILL WAIT
FOR YOU TO
COME HOME
THIS IS HOME NOW
IN THIS SHITTY GHETTO
WE CAN
SIT ON YOUR ROOF
HONEY
AND WE WILL DRINK
UNTIL
I STUMBLE TOWARDS THE EDGE
AND YOU WILL CATCH ME
BY THE EDGE OF
MY COAT
BECAUSE I AM SURE
AT THIS POINT
IN OUR FRIENDSHIP
THAT YOU DONT WISH
ME DEAD
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