I don’t cry over spilt milk,
It’s just not my style,
Because I figure,
I’ll get over it,
After a while,
Because what will crying do,
It won’t bring you back,
I’ll just face the facts,
That it was a
Bunch of
Smack!
That it was a
Bunch of
Smack!
I don’t cry over spilt milk,
It’s just not my style.
Because I figure
I’ll get over it,
After a while.
Because what will crying do?
It won’t bring you back.
I’ll just face the facts.
It was just a
Bunch of
Smack!
Trinity wrote:I don’t cry overspiltspilled milk, It's supposed to be spilled milk, right?
It’s just not my style,
Because I figure,
I’ll get over it,
After a while, I like these few lines. They have a great rhythm to them and keep the poem flowing.
Because what will crying do,
It won’t bring you back, Bring you back? Wait, I thought we were talking about spilled milk? Did you mean bring you back in time to fix it? Be a little more specific.
I’ll just face the facts,
That it was a
Bunch of
Smack!