No More Sweets br br I've managed to outdo myself, br I've made a failing grade, br my sweets no longer thinks of me, br its a zero centigrade, br sure, I knew what I did was chancy, br complete collapse was high, br but nothing ventured, nothing gained, br is the motto I go by, br I still hold the view of high regard, br in every single thought, br the chance was taken, I was mistaken, br in what it was I sought, br and now my thoughts blow in the wind, br they are torn and scattered, br any possibility, of this reconcile gone, br as if it really mattered, br I will return again someday, my head held high, br walking busy streets, br until then, I'll mourn in peace, br knowing no more Sweets. br br Gomer LePoet...