going ape shit press #46 by mendlivian

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                         Falling Short at Full Speed

Dearest, then, what can I offer
To please you, and who can deny
That I stand to gain,
That you stand to lose,
For when you run
Neither have I the speed to catch you
Nor the wind to run with you.
I cannot place rings on your fingers,
Nor can I shroud you in varsity leather.
I cannot court you,
Nor can I fulfill you.
And if you should run,
Neither have I the skill to catch you
Nor the courage to run with you.
For my personal gain
Your youth I cannot ask you to lose.
So though kindness you may (please do) offer,
For your good my pleas you should deny.

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