twas the night before requiem,
and all through the house
mari was panicking, sorting it all out
the outfit was hung by the door with care,
boa and shoes left neat on the stair.
the makeup was nestled all snug in its box,
mari had to take it all, be strong as an ox.
and your love is like an open flame!!!! i’m a running car, you’re a closed garage!!!! someone once told us “there’s a world out there!!” but we don’t care enough to drive that far!!!