The h2g2 Poem - sinistercoincidence
Created | Updated Dec 4, 2003
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Am I your no-good nutmeg girl
Or is one of the cats to blame?
You must see I'm just a hopeless swirl
From me no more than smoke unfurls:
A firework past its flame.
What have I done to you?
Am I a passer-through
Or did my vodka bottle hit you on the head?
Already it's so difficult to tell
The whos and whys and hows of lead and led but
Know I always meant it to be true-
I treasure all those pretty things you said.
Follow-me-not along and down this path
Although you know I'd love to hold your hands
There are hidden currents:
Even in warm baths they pull me
From this perfect magic land.
But doom is not your destiny, dear friend,
You must go back; be one of them and sing of trees
There is no need for you to share my end.
