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In the late 1970s "Thanks For The World" was a trendy way to say goodbye. As an existentialist, I wrote this loved-and-lost ballad based on the term.

Thanks for the world
For all that it's worth,
It's rotten through and through
It's entire girth.

Thanks for the planet
It isn't worth a damn,
But thanks all the same
For all that I am.
Thanks for the wishes
I know you mean well,
Girl I'm so glad to hear
That you're doing swell.

Thanks for the words
Only spoken in jest,
I know that you mean me
All the very best.
Yes, thanks for the heartaches
That you're sending my way
Now that our love is over
What more can I say?

Thanks for broken promises
All the lying that hurts,
I know that your own neck
Must always come first.
Thanks for the build-up
That the boss men ignore,
Thanks for the sleeping mat
Left outside your door.

Thanks for the heartaches
And thanks for all the pain,
I still cry for your love
But I'm crying in vain.
Thanks for the misery
And thanks for all the tears,
I longed for your body
But you wouldn't let me near.

© Copyright 2011
Philip Roberts

Submitted: January 24, 2011

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