I can't help but wind you up,
And doubtless I deserve
These grabbings of the wrist,
The vice-like gist of it.

It's not that I don't care for you,
It's just that I'm unkind.
You swim offshore then land-ahoy,
You row for virgin shores.

It's not that I don't care for you,
It's just that I'm unkind.
You swim offshore, land-ahoy,
You row for virgin shores.


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