Viburnum

You don't love me, but I love your guts
Stick in my memory, like my grandmother's black walnuts
'Cause you're earnest like a paper birch, TY
Plant a chesapeake viburnum when I die

You were Hamlet, and I played the Ophelia
Exchanging patterned glances underneath of the camelia
'Cause I'm earnest like a paper birch in sun
I will plant you underneath it when you're gone

I hope my body goes to science and that the pundits are wrong, I hope that keiko keeps Her head on her blue shoulders and tree woman that your life is long, and that you find Someone. 'Cause

You don't love me, but I love your guts
Stick in my memory like contentedness that followed us
When we walked out to the paper birch, TY
Plant a chesapeake viburnum when I die



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Writer(s): Jonny Malks
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