Get out of my head, get out of my heart,
I knew you were trouble from the very start.
“Absolutely not, no way, no how,”
Is what I should have said, looking back now.

“I like your flags, all big and red,”
Is what I cheerfully said instead.
“I will twist you, I will twirl you,
I will tear you apart and swirl you.”

I smiled at you, you smiled at me,
“Oh, how wondrous this will be,”
I thought to myself, bending the knee,
Eyes so bright and full of glee.

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