"How did you get here?" I hear you say,
I was just trying to keep the flood waters at bay
"How did I get here?" I ask myself,
I kept too many memories on the bowing shelf
"How did she get here?" they seem to question,
I was maybe just too prone to suggestion
"How did you get here?" I hear you demand,
Undertaking a journey I can't quite stand
"How did I get here?" I inquire of myself,
Treating life like a heist, creeping round with stealth
"How did she get here?" they seem to bellow,
No "Hello!", just judgemental stares -
"Girls like her just don't ever seem to mellow"
©dannibug
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