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You're like the song I'm trying to find
It was somewhat of a happy song!
My sweet big old lady ran away
It was on one of my happiest days!

God help me through this great pains
Because, venom is all that remains.
She said I must be crazy and I got checked;
The doc' told me I was sane but she left.

But I assume she didn't understand me;
After all this was meant to bend me.
She's here but I've forgiven for this.
This is the present I won't miss.