For the umpteenth time, he called me Lucy
Severally, I had told him my name was Tracy
No questions asked, I feel so hurt
Seems so trivial but gave a deep cut
I told him he could have my heart
But he went and bought himself a cat
Oh boy, was I mad?
Still, he did not care a tad
Oh Lawd, I wish he could be mine
Why, the brother looks so fine
Like an answer, he sent me a “Hi”
I confess it got me strung so high
Alas. It was not meant to be
Felt as though I was stung by a bee
What? He gave an ultimatum
One I will ever hide from mum
Pondering, I asked why the rush
Simply he said “I am your crush”
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