Sunday, August 22, 2010

Donna, Help me for a minute, will you?

Diva, selfish am I
Donna, selfishly tries.

Know not to ask
Know not to bother
Know not to figure
Know not to honour.

Diva, selfish am I
Donna, just ask me why?

I am not two
I am one of a kind
I am not partaken
To anyone's sigh

Take me for
A fool today
Tomorrow falls
The other prays

For love I do nothing
Though kisses are sweet
And, only as tender
If tender is treat.

Treat me with nothing
But cake by love's tallest tower.
For nothing can taste
Like selfish is sour.

I want half the world
But spit it in one
Hell of aghast
When fighting is done.

Tell me right now
Riches or you?
Give me the platter,
On which is two.

Two of a kind,
Not one just to choose.
Ensure forgiveness,
If the clone I mistook.

Took for a lover
Took for a tripe
Took for the other
But looked, oh, quite like.

Like what I wanted
Like what I had
Like what I swallowed
Just not as bad.

Cake, for all
Eat it in one.
Two mouthfuls, plenty
Just not as fun.

Cake, for all
You selfish lot
Flour and cream
But don't let it clot.

Diva, selfish am I
Donna, tell me I try?

Know not to ask
Know not to wonder
Know not to think
But I know you will ponder

Diva, selfish am I
Donna, clobber me over the head.

Diva, selfish am I
Compassion, I lack, though I do cry.

Diva, Donna, my darling I hope
My hug is more loving than is his grope?

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