To not have a boyfriend,
perhaps a drug will do.
A medicine like rising sun,
a salve for feeling blue.
Perhaps a drug will do
for more fragrant memories.
A salve for feeling blue,
a love-soaked remedy.
For more fragrant memories,
a cup of effervescense.
A love-soaked remedy,
the cure for obsolescense.
A cup of effervesence,
foaming like the shore.
The cure for obsolescence,
for wanting never more.
Foaming like the shore,
setting at day's end.
For wanting never more
to not have a boyfriend.
Awwwww….. squeeze