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Monday, December 11, 2023

The Death Bed by Sarnia de la Maré FRSA, (Lyrics with a Biro)

 The Death Bed by Sarnia de la Maré FRSA, (Lyrics with a Biro) 




The Death Bed


And so my Dear

As you lay here

With a look of deep regret

I laugh, 

Nothing is perfect 

Is it Dear?


Even those

Who reach their goals

Seldom get their dues.

Failed pleasures,

Life ensues

Does it not

My Dear?


What is that you whisper?

Or was it just a whimper?

Let me lie a little near


Ah

That,

You should have said dear

I had no idea


I would have willingly kissed

Those antique cheeks

For a divine intervention

A lovers’detention

To make you spew

Some words of redemption

A dying confession


I’d have dressed as a priest

Released my love beast

Gorged on its feast

Of guilt released


You really should have said dear


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