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A Love Story for Thinkers
He sat all alone in his lousy bed-sitter,
Feeling fed-up and angry, frustrated and bitter,
If his girlfriend annoyed him, he'd cheerfully hit her,
She'd called him a moron and a 'stuck-up bull-shitter! '
If she wanted to know, there was a lot he could teach her,
He'd read all the thinkers like Camus and Nietzsche,
She called him a fool, was he 'some kind of Preacher? '
What a miserable lass! What a superficial creature!
He'd sit right down and write her a letter,
Be as fair as he could, try not to upset her,
Though she'd ruin his life if he foolishly let her -
How sincerely he wished that he never had met her!
It came as a shock when she chose suicide,
The minute he heard it he broke down and cried,
He felt lost and dumbfounded and angry inside -
She'd done it to hurt him, to injure his pride!
A long time later he was stressed and frustrated,
He'd had a girlfriend that he both loved and hated,
Someone with talents that he'd underrated,
They were star-crossed lovers, perhaps it was fated!
But the truth was quite different, not easy to hide,
And when he said 'Rubbish! ' he knew that he lied,
He'd treated her badly, and then she had died,
All because of 'ideas' that had filled him with Pride! !
poem
by
John Thorkild Ellison
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