Love me for who I am
Not for what I do.
For my glory be a fan
But care not for that fool.
For my doing, and my done,
My resume' divine
Sorely cueing not for fun
A consume' of mind.
Am I worth your love inside
Just for who I be?
Is the dearth of loveless cried
Dust for you to see?
A ghost town of dusty balls
Rolling down the street.
Empty host down lusty halls
Soiling clown complete.
Can you see my value clear?
Can you still then love?
Fan, you be friend nuclear
Family full love.
Ghost Town Clown
by Loveson G. Flower
Monday 7:35 AM 1/5/97
Home in bed
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