By Harem
Date: 28 February 2001
** ACADEMY AWARD **
I love the game, I know it well.
Been there, done that, I can tell.
They say just what I want to hear.
They take the part I hold most dear.
They look so deep into my eyes.
And fill my ears with flagrant lies.
I laugh inside, as I watch them speak.
Its so much fun, to see them freak.
To such great lengths, they gladly go.
Putting on a theatrical show.
Amusing me with every line.
As actors go, they are quite fine.
Some do deserve the academy award.
Their antics keep me from getting bored.
They claim they have a lonely heart.
They want me to become a part.
As we begin to start our date.
They claim that I am their soul mate.
With words so soft,, they lead me on.
They think I really buy their con.
They do not know - that I can see.
Right through their verbal falsity.
Like watching silly boys at play.
Anticipating just what they'll say.
I call the shots each and every time.
I must be psychic, mystic sublime.
They think they have fooled or hurt someone.
But I was the one having all the fun.
Their lines are used to get them pleasure.
With words of love, promising forever.
For some its just a one night stand.
Others go for all they can.
It never lasts for very long.
The same old deal, the same old song.
Its all a game, that never ends.
So much fun, to meet new friends.
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