Scars go away, but arthritis is forever,
So one Britney won't keep me from Heather.
Though sanity could keep me away --
One cannot look smart and properly play
For any of the most interesting sins.
You must seem disinterested to win,
Though such and act seems rather thin,
When any sane man would be interested in
Such acts, and such people. Even a jerk
Would say you're worth the end and work,
We both put in 'fore we both get too lazy,
Drive ourselves apart and each other crazy.
The months of laughter, those good times
Are worth one flesh wound from behind.
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