Drummers Are Bad

Ein Gedicht von Daisy Picoems
It was just last summer
When I met a drummer
But it turned out a bummer

He wasn't the guy I thought he'd be
It feels like he only wanted to make me see
There will never be a ''we''

You were so cool
The night that we spent at the pool
And you totally knew how to work your tool

He made me feel like a queen
Like something I've never seen
Or somewhere I've never been

I was so sad
It almost drove me mad
And it's true: drummers are bad

Now you've left me behind
Why was I so blind
And I still can't get you off my mind

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19.07.2020
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