Apostacy
Apostacy
He is always lavishly;
Things always misplays;
He is really noncholant;
He suffers scarce disparage.
People say he's a desparado;
It's true because he's demure;
He never receives homage;
Episodes in her life recurrent.
At nocturnal he cries;
Thoughts make him dies;
Beneath him are obstreperous;
Cleverness he tried to flourish.
His friends just his comrade,
But love he never receive;
Camarederie they forge;
Made his life absurd.
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