bobbie gentry
penduli pendulum
swing around
beat the drum
in july
i'll deny
the illusion
i'll be gone
there i go
here i come
and goodbye means good try
no conclusion
pendulum
like perfect rhyme
always in predicted time
penduli when will i learn
departure means a sure return
slice the pie
leave a crumb
what have i now become
when the lie is just some
sad inducement
stifled cry will become
just a sigh
so hum-drum
when goodbye serves as my
one amusement