Accused of being Booksie whore
A claim I cannot ignore
I am here and everywhere
Commenting on what is there
Used to work as is the norm
When I was on better form
And though I once was a wife
I no longer have a life
Used to have a lover too
Yet he went, bid me ‘adieu’
So what is a girl to do?
When most have said, ‘I’ve screwed you’
Nothing left so now play footsie
With invisible on Booksie
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