Rotting Wood

.

Come and light a fire

In my heart before I tire

Of your silly push and pulls

.

Do not get me wrong now

I like your jokes about cow

But my heart is like a pile of rotting wood

.

The pile of wood will rot

So fast that I cannot

Stop to listen to your lines

.

So hurry light the wood

And burn it to ash if you could

And OH save me from rotting