Your Haughty Sneer
Hasty, haughty judgement....
May I have this dance?
I once was so bliss stricken,
I thought I must be smitten,
With love from Cupid’s bow.
But with your haughty sneer
Fresh sounded in my ear,
‘twas dashed upon the rocks below.
You could have thought more twice,
It surely would be nice,
If love might have a second chance.
You may have found another
Who will treat you like a brother,
But never know the thrill of our lost dance.
For I have found my lover,
And need not any other
With thrills no less than mine that day.
When with that haughty sneer,
You pranced away to cheer
Lost love you might have had, to stay.
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