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  • 9. Me and Betsy Lyricism and Cynicism
      • Rebel Goddess (Login RebelGoddess)
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      Posted Dec 16, 2004 11:44 AM

      It's done. This is the last part unless my muse starts in on the diet coke again. Thanks for coming along for the ride. It's all downhill from here.

      I still disclaim. I still don't like it.

      Segment 9

      I want to tell you a story,

      And I want you to listen good

      It's about what happens to a man

      When he trips into love

      And tumbles headlong

      Falling forever right into

      This god-awful song

      *******

      Young once, I loved a girl

      When she was young too

      And then she was beautiful

      And so I thought, you see

      That stars bejewelled her hair

      And the sun rose in her eyes

      And set on her lashes

      And moonbeams danced there

      In my utter stupidity

      *******

      I have a cow called Betsy

      Creamy is her milk

      Her eyes as wide as marigolds

      Her tail as soft as silk

      And of all my possessions

      I loved my Betsy best

      *******

      I loved my girl and Betsy

      Like a sinner loves his sin

      And of the two I couldn't tell

      Whom I loved the better

      My sweet lady mooned

      Over yellow buttercups

      While my Betsy made the butter

      *******

      But though she knew my Betsy

      Knew how much milk she'd pour

      And though she was my only

      And knew I loved her so

      She wanted me to take Betsy

      And make hamburgers for four

      *******

      And though I loved her dearly

      And though I needed her more

      And though I wished for her only

      That woman left me poor

      *******

      But she was so gorgeous

      She made my heart pound

      And even now as I drink more

      I can still hear the sound

      Of my heart cracking

      As she trod it on the floor

      *******

      The grass was so green that day

      Greener than my best friend's eyes

      The sky is grey today

      And it won't ever be blue

      So give me back my heart, I pray

      And I'll give you back your shoes

      *******

      So now it's just me and Betsy

      My faithful milking cow

      If you ask me what's the difference,

      Between your gorgeous girlfriend

      And your favourite Guernsey cow,

      I'll tell the truth of love and how

      That my girl was my great love

      That my Betsy is my friend

      And of the two

      I'll always choose

      The cow that gives creamy milk

      Not the cow that moos.
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