Stuff

I thought we had true love
I thought it would last
But you had other plans

Selfish plans
In violation of true love
In violation of vows

You wanted more stuff
I didn’t care about

So you met a rich guy
Who dazzled you with stuff
And you left me
I didn’t care about that either

Then the rich guy said goodbye
And took his stuff

You cried and wanted the guy back
who didn’t care about stuff
Like a fool
I succumbed.
Like a fool
I felt sorry for you

Your redemption worked
until you found another guy
with more stuff

I’ll never make that mistake again.

Bob Boyd

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