Aw it’s was already such an awful day
10:00 AM and Elvira already wanted to drink
And smoke, and above all forget her broken heart
Call it bad luck this week she was on duty
But every date with her was cancelled
As soon as she was on sight
So she stayed here waiting for this mission to end
Watching couples bonding and laughing and eating ice creams
And when one of them showed up at the very last minute
She already caught a bad cold
She was coughing when I met her
at a wedding convention six weeks later
She wasn’t a more credible bride than she was as an angel
And she already drank all the Champagne she could
Life is not sweet nor tender
For those who sell dreams
They lay their exhausted eyes
To the automatic circus others called “love”
Wondering how and when could they participate to such forgery
I wonder too. How, please, I could participate ?
J.K