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Mediocrity in Love Rejected

by Thomas Carew

0.5182 − 0.4131i

Drawing the boundary…

Take Him, Jolene!

by Richard

0.5507 − 0.4379i

Drawing the boundary…

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Mediocrity in Love Rejected

by Thomas Carew

Give me more Love, or more Disdain;
The Torrid, or the Frozen zone
Bring equall ease unto my paine;
The Temperate affords me none:
Either extreme, of Love, or Hate,
Is sweeter than a calme estate.

Give me a storme; if it be Love,
Like Danae in that golden showre
I swim in pleasure; if it prove
Disdain, that Torrent will devour
My vulture-hopes; and he’s possest
Of Heaven, that’s but from Hell releast:
Then crown my joyes, or cure my pain;
Give me more Love, or more Disdain.

Take Him, Jolene!

by Richard

Please, Jolene, take him from me,
Make your move and set me free,
He's got no dream, just drags his feet,
Can't keep a job, or cook a sick treat.
I'm tired of his lazy whiny ways!
Wanna see the sun with brighter days…

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene,
I’m begging you, take him off my hands,
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene,
He’s a burden I can’t stand.

Your pretty face and charming ways,
Would do well to keep him at bay.
He’s clingy, needy, and oh so weak,
A weedy nerd, a total freak.

Take him, Jolene, I won’t be sad,
You’d be freeing me, and that ain’t bad.
I’ve got my eyes on someone new,
So Jolene, it’s time he’s stuck with you.

He’s got no chest, and can’t lift a weight,
Leaves dirty socks, and never stays up late.
His whining voice drives me insane,
So Jolene, take him, please don’t refrain.

He’ll bore you with his Star Wars chat,
And can’t even cook, imagine that!
He’s always broke and always late,
So Jolene, save me from this fate.

Jolene, Jolene, you’d be my queen,
If you’d take this man, sight unseen.
Set me free, let me find my way,
Take him, Jolene, and save my day.

So Jolene, you see my plight,
Endless nights I've had to fight.
Your help would be a gift so grand,
Please, Jolene, lend a helping hand.
One last time, I'm asking you here,
Take him away, make it crystal clear.

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