I think I’m done.

So I’ve scared him away,

By always having something to say,

By asking a million questions,

constantly offering suggestions,

I can’t leave well enough alone,

So I always end up on my own.

I think I’ll miss his smile most,

but it’s over so here’s a toast,

to me, driving men away since 1995,

golly gee, what a time to be alive.

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