My dear, I said
how come that you bristle with rage
what's eating you night and day?
My dear, I said
that's not good
your heart suffers from your rage
My dear, I said
look at me, always at peace
always looking so sedate
My dear, you said
yes, look at you, always a flaming bonfire
only it's kept under lock
My dear, you said
look at the situation of ulcers
maybe even an imminent heart attack
OK, I said, I keep it in, looking serene
you let it out, frightening everyone
and where do we end, both of us?
Somewhere in a world of ulcers and hear attacks
you said and I chirped along on the same song
both of us reach the limit of everything
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