Listen

He, he, he, want a poem, seek a poet,
want romance, find a girl, dance a  duet,
want a laugh, seek a painted buffoon,
why seek me? did I ask? don’t leave soon;

Don’t look me with puppy eyes,
I mere fly that can’t reach skies,
I have nothing to offer bold you,
I have company with only a few;

can’t make you laugh,
can’t take you my staff,
can’t dance with you,
can’t give you your due;

but do stay on, for I can listen,
your woes and conquests my mission. 

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