A thorough decent you are
There is no one who mars
But you, the one yourself scar
And imbibe too much in bars
You are a one soul
You yourself just console
The other is petrol
Who merely fuel the coal
The other merely get close
If only, something they ow's
For you, they might be heroes
At last, they do oppose
Any situation, you are in
You drove to the inn
And led you to the gin
You choose to be therein
The other do you no care
They leave you just bare
You the one, stay in despair
And only can dare

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