Sehr geehrter Herr

Dear Sir

It unsettles me the way I did behave

There must be some sort of miscommunication

you left my heart hanging, you it craves

What did I do to deserve this aggravation

I did every thing you said

but somehow I crossed the line

now you treat me like I'm dead

for me you don't have the time

Please Sir, tell me, how can I repent

there must be something I can do

don't tell me, it's too late, that you're spent

I can't seem to get over you

Sir, I beg you, give me another chance

signed your obedient servant,
Boy Lance

Epistle Poem

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