Emotion Dough

She’s a plastic ring, shiny and fragile

Not prepared or recommended for serious applications

You’ll hear excuse after excuse but play along

You’ll hear her commit to anything that keeps her away

After a while you’ll be so cold it won’t matter

She’ll ask why your faith in her stopped but just shrug and smile

And pray disappointment and embarrassment washes away.

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Hot air balloon, very soon, you’ll float into the distance and we’ll forget all of your empty promises

Hot air balloon, very soon, you won’t have a home to haunt room by room, you turn happiness into gloom, bumping into lives with your doom

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Undependable Jane, dark cloud without any rain, empty gift box, another father’s day gift of socks, unmarked roadblock right at your turn, left lessons we’ll learn, don’t trust her timing.