It was a raw deal
Something so unfair that God himself did wince
Startled by the rhythm of injustice
A blind blonde mistress
Falling victim to love
From where I stand
“You’re a terrible bitch”
But my relatives just need a smile
A shallow signifier that slurps and swirls
That can make them sigh and think
“I’m happy he didn’t turn out a gay”
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