Written originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 14th July 2013, Sunday, 7:19 a.m.-7:28 a.m., laying sleepily and lazily in my room at home
Her heart as stone,
His flesh and bone;
Both's gentle tone,
Seldom on telephone,
It's good being alone,
No one hears you moan;
You eat your own scone,
You be your own throne,
You need the shape cone,
You're a romance prone;
You think all is just a loan,
In the end, what do you own?
My heart as stone,
Your flesh and bone;
Silently ignoring the tone,
You're off my telephone.
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