[Submitted
by Bart Debersaques]
Oh, Susan, you were clued in
you knew just how this thing
would go
a prognosis that was hopeless
from the very first domino
I guess I see it all in hindsight
I tried to keep perspective despite
the flash of the fuse, the smell of
cordite
Now I’m in that place again
and I know he can’t come in
to get me
and someday he will live
to regret me
Susan, I can see it now
Oh, Suzy - they get to me
they can really be wearying
but he threw me rope and buoy
let me use his decoder ring
there must have been some kind of
parade
we kissed for a while to see how it
played
and pulled the pin on another
grenade
Now I’m in that place again
and I know he can’t come in
to get me
and someday he will live
to regret me
Susan, I can see it now
Oh, Susan, the hope of fusion
is that the halo will reappear
it may be pure illusion
but it’s beautiful while it’s here
I had some trouble with the
goodbye
I checked my Roman candle supply
and watched the vapor trail
in the sky
But I’m in that place again
and I know he can’t come in
to get me
and someday he will live
to regret me
Susan, I can see it now
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