Dear dear Helena,

You left me,

So I'm yellin' ach'a,

As you walk away from me

In the road of Moonstone's crescent,

I know I'm a pathetic git,

But honestly, I'll benefit,

Since I am rather depressed at present.

You're the prettiest person I've touched with my elbow

In fact you're the only one, just so you know,

It's not like I cheated on you or anything like that,

In fact, if you wanted, I'd lend you my hat

And we could dance!

Where, I don't have a clue

But anywhere would be fine

As long as you're there too.

All I want is, to try and prove myself.

I'll TRY win you back and I don't need help.

I know that this poem has no structure

And it would sound good as a song, but I don't have an orchestra,

And now I know you might be dying of embarrassment now,

But that's my fault, since we're both so bizarre

And I want you back Helena,

I forgot I was lucky,

To have you,

A girl so pretty and plucky,

I want to go back to where this all began,

And I'd behave more like the gentleman I am.

Honest. I promise, I'd try.