My living keeps my eye on English,
But I look elsewhere in my spare time.
It's not as though I keep a list,
But certain people help me rest my
eyes.
It's not like I have any expectations.
It's always a surprise when I return
the favor,
But I'll be even more surprised If I
ever
Catch fruit from the trees of my
unlabor.
See, the girls never look back at me
Until the world and I are on the outs.
It's always nice when she notices me,
But why did she notice me now?
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