WHEN POETS BLOW IT

"I will love you till the stars stop shining
and the morning dawn breaks,
o'er fields and trees and bowers"

She looked annoyed,
and turned her face and said to him:
"But that is only a couple of hours!"

He felt awkward in that moment
His words echoed 'round in his head
He took hold of himself and didn't show it

Could he recover his glory
When deep down inside he knew
That’s what happens when poets blow it

I love you more than my car
More than my leather interior
More than my racing steering wheel

Her face looked sad
He'd said something bad
He was beginning to feel quite ill

She looked distressed
He'd said something wrong
But he didn't quite seem to know it

But somewhere inside
Beneath his pride beneath, he knew
That's what happens when poets blow it

I love you with my poets heart
Feel it beating beneath my chest
Like a drum, like a drum, like a drum

Your heart beats hard
Because you’re unfit
And the drum, its your tum, its your tum

He'd said something wrong
He'd put his foot in his mouth
An was getting ready to toe it

When she smiled at him
And kissed his chin, saying "no,
This is what happens when poets blow it