You want me to laugh, to entertain,
But this, my dear, is my refrain –
To make you laugh I’ll tell you lies,
Whether I want to live or dream to die,
And I will ne’er tell the truth again,
Whether you be kin, or lover, or friend.
And on that happy note we finally reach the stage where you could read one poem of mine every day and not be finished before the year.
The Hapless Neo-Romantic