Date, kind and cute? ljóð frá 20. október 2019.

Meet her but she's moving not,

my own respect, find it's hard.

Chilly chimes of doom,

chuck it, thought the bard?

Sing the saddest neume,

so it's all they've got?

No, it seems like noon of mistakes, dear,

numb with loss and fear!

Ask him on a date and be there kind and cute,

Create love and let him good thoughts moot.

 

Pirates came to pick my need,

pretty girl but wrongly thought.

Ego, tattoo tear,

time so badly wrought.

Find me, love, not fear,

for this soulless greed.

So you make him angry all the time?

Only the wrong chime?

Find it, miss you, learn to make this man so glad,

more of that, I ever did or had...

 

Put up with her pride and lies.

Planks to walk, the upper hand.

But women's failing world

waits for someone grand.

How I'm even hurled...

Heaven knows she tries...

Tell him, girl, you love him, like him, now,

lust is not bad, cow.

Try now, find your mistakes baby, make it right,

more of love, we don't need any fight!