dancing and prancing.
It's the same ol' fight
we've had for 20 years.
Even the mob has rules,
but friendship? Nah.
It's grafting oranges
onto pine trees.
It's Italian dressing
vinegar and oil, spice.
It's pushing magnets
polar end together.
Ask me my opinion, but
know I am not a psychic
nor a liar, so I can never
tell you what you want.
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