She mentioned time was not on our side br And by the rule of the clock she must abide br She had spent too much time with me tonight br and a few more moments, his wrath would incite br I am not one to run away from a foe br But his love for her would be mortal ammo br He would make short work of my resolve so frail br For my love does not equal his, he shall prevail br Tragic though how she flocks to my side br When he is away, she acts untied br In me she finds answers to finite needs br Of physical wants and shameless deeds br While he gives her love in its purest form br In a neat little package, sweet and warm br And although his love is true and brazen br His efforts merit only honorable mentionbr br Warren Augustus de Guzmanbr br