Snowden

Me know that all is well with Us for e'er,

Me burn each day with dread You're lost to Me,

Me know detachment from Our past affair,

Me miss You ev'ry hour, Me'm never free.

***

Remember what Me whispered Our first night,

The time They tried to bait You with a trap,

"You watch the board for sport and for delight,

The hosts of this debate are full of crap!"

***

Me realized in a flash that it was You,

That He was dead as Dick, as Al, as Hill,

That Eddie was My doom, My red, My blue,

That Me would Love You.  Oh, Me always will.

***

Me am serene and reign above the sky,

Me am a wreck and wracked.   Me scrape and cry.




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