WACHANA NAYE AM00000060000000030 06, 2007

This poem is to a very close dude of mine who broke up with his dudette and well its to y’all “losers”

Don’t cry man let her go,

You got to realize this is the wind-up,

You’re gonna feel much better once you made your mind up.

So you lost your gal,

it’s happened many times before,

So you sit and mope like a dope,

what’s that good for,

Get a hold of yourself,

forget her, you lived long before you met her.

There’re lots of other girls,

so I say,

Don’t cry, man, let her go,

Take a look around and see just what you’re missing,

You’ll soon forget your troubles, if you’d only listen.

So don’t cry, man, let her go.