TWENTY ONE

I did what? When?
Not me then.
I would not do
That to you,
You see
It’s not quite me.

Baby I wouldn’t take your prize.
What kind of man do you think I am?

What ledge? Where?
Not me there,
I wouldn’t throw
That under you,
In fact
Please retract
Those remarks
That hark back
To when we were kids again.

But I would never even ever displace you.
What kind of man do you think I am?

What now then,
Well maybe, when,
But I wouldn’t
Tell you so.
You’ll see it when it blows,
But the wind is weak,
As you would have me believe
Are many things.

Boy, I wouldn’t never ever displease you.
What kind of woman do you think you are?