I’m in pieces, Mary Ann

I read him, but
he does not read me
(anymore)
since I got sad and shredded
and stopping the fun
but that’s alright
can’t stay angry with the creep

Lost marbles we all
think about
many colors
that caught the sun
when parties were a good thing
and not this stuff it all down
stuff it down one more time

He came by
(coming by)
every time the gin got to him
he said I’m in pieces, Mary Ann
won’t you fix me fix me
tape me up one more time

I said how strange you come
(he always comes)
just when I am heading out
one more time just once more
the tape and the iodine
and just one kiss

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