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Me, Myself and I
A woman walks past herself
She stuck out her tongue, said boo
She smiled about paying dues
Proudly shook her head and left
I am me, myself and I
She said to all who could hear
Three of us you might think queer
We feel so good I could cry
The me tells me what to know
A prudent person, you see
Of all three me has the key
From me goodness it does flow
Myself holds dark secrets near
Sometimes myself lets them rise
A wicked wink, flash of thighs
If nothing else a glass of beer
I am selfish, it’s my flaw
I love myself, yes I do
To my own self I am true
To what I am, I'm in awe
A woman walks to her room
Sits down in a chair and smiles
Oh the ones she does beguile
Takes all three to make her bloom
©January 30, 2017 / Jerry Pat Bolton
She stuck out her tongue, said boo
She smiled about paying dues
Proudly shook her head and left
I am me, myself and I
She said to all who could hear
Three of us you might think queer
We feel so good I could cry
The me tells me what to know
A prudent person, you see
Of all three me has the key
From me goodness it does flow
Myself holds dark secrets near
Sometimes myself lets them rise
A wicked wink, flash of thighs
If nothing else a glass of beer
I am selfish, it’s my flaw
I love myself, yes I do
To my own self I am true
To what I am, I'm in awe
A woman walks to her room
Sits down in a chair and smiles
Oh the ones she does beguile
Takes all three to make her bloom
©January 30, 2017 / Jerry Pat Bolton
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