Poem By George McConnell
When you leave... close the door, and don't look back, it won't open.
Don't think, don't care, don't want to know, its all too familliar anyway!
When you offer don't expect what you havn't given! It makes no sense!
I won't dare to ask again what trouble you might be in? Why should I?
Don't blink, or let the door hit you in the...well now, Why not...? you ask.
Why indeed, ... you still here? ... no fear at all..., I see.., I feel..go on than.