ALL IN A CLASS OF OUR OWN (For Colette)


I don`t know
To tell the truth
It`s not that I`ve not asked
It`s that no one seems to know it
So don`t blame me.

Here we`re not on tow
And we have no one called Ruth
So why did you say I was basked?
Sorry you didn’t deem me fit
But then, who are you to judge me?

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