Give me the answers I request,
What more can you do when you’re doing your best?
How much can you take when you’re put to the test?
Where is my home, my place, my nest?
When do you know how much love to invest?
Who can you trust to ease the unrest?
Will anyone hear, when I protest?
How long will I wait for the absent guest?
Where is the sense I once possessed?
Won’t somebody show a little interest?
And If I’m rejected, will I regress?
Don’t I deserve to make some progress?
Is it dangerous to let my thoughts be expressed?
Should my brain be dissected and reassessed?
Oh, how can you joke, how can you jest?
Would you like me more if I undressed?
Could I be your ultimate conquest?
Does it ease the pain when we’re caressed?
Scarborough Gypsy
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