Wednesday, October 10, 2007

The Ball

My smile turns to a grimace,
Ridiculous rules are to blame,
You have asked me to go to the ball with you,
So we can dance the night away,
I am thrilled by your invitation,
And say yes without hesitation,
Only to find that one little letter,
Prevents me from being allowed to go...

Your smile falters,
I wish it wouldn't,
It's such a wonderful sight,
You say there's always another night,
But not if what I fear comes to pass...

And you leave the ball in another man's arms...

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