Oh my Love,

How you have changed,

You are as graceful as a dove,

But oh how I feel so estranged.

It was hard to love you,

But that is not your fault, dear,

You were like a wonderful view,

No matter how queer.

I wish I could have loved you forever,

We could have been so much,

But you were too clever,

I could not bear your touch.

And I saw with sorrow and I was thrilled,

When I had you killed.