Do I look Like a Hag?

Do I look Like a Hag?

Do I look like a Hag?

Why did you leave me with bag?
Did I start to look like a hag?
Or were the contents way too heavy to hold?
To ask for your help on my part sure was bold

You wanted to help, you wanted to carry
Me to the railroad or otherwise bury
My limbs then were bound
The ropes you had wound

And then gagged my mouth to keep quiet
But all I could do was to riot
It seemed such a dirty ‘ol scheme
To leave me with ragged ‘ol jeans

Such a cheap trick that it was
In fact I am writing because
You once were a man to admire
Not now since you tossed me in fire

The one thing I hardly can stand
Is the way you could not lend a hand
And pretended you were in my favor
But just as I am, you’re way too much labor

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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