
Attention, Attention, Attention Please!
All will be answered,
she won't be a tease.
There are things she needs to say,
things of an apologetic nature,
on her conscience, they do weigh.
So please take a seat.
They're randomly assigned.
Converse and see,
what's been on each other's mind.
Have a drink!
Play some games!
Learn each other's names.
You all have her in common,
check the picture frames.
Remember if you will,
what helped you get to this joint,
if not for her...
...get my point!
The parlor girls will be around,
with cigarettes and cigars.
So sit back and enjoy,
the moonshine jars.
Attention, Attention, Attention Please!
The queen is here,
to sit upon her knees.
Begging your forgiveness,
for her continual! weakness,
to want to fix you all.
It is her greatest! downfall.
She's spent years upon years,
cleaning up the messes
you all made of so many lives.
Constantly feeling betrayed.
Thinking barely of herself.
It's time she apologize,
for the cards she has dealt.
Attention, Attention, Attention Please!
Good game, good game!
Your souvenirs in the frame.
Remember it fondly.
Curse her calmly,
for...
All the good times,
All the bad times,
All the great times,
All the sad times,
All the confines,
and Restrictions,
All the fine lines,
and prescriptions.
Epic failed attempts,
to make her... happy?
Good try!
Nice act!
What a show!
She knows, She knows,
it's okay.
Next time,
she knows!
The clowns will be funnier,
the dancers lovelier.
The tightrope tighter,
the lights brighter.
While you attempt to be King,
I mean master of the ring.
She kept her fingers crossed,
for that one day.
But it never came!
Only excuses, so lame!
But that's ok,
it's alright.
Just have fun on this night,
when she apologizes for her past actions.
Actions that caused your reactions,
for intruding on your lives,
for dishing daggers and knives.
Her mouth is just so foul.
Her mind is just so rot.
You all never? did anything?
to deserve the battles she fought.
Think of all of those!
Of every word said that touched her.
Every ripple that she made,
in the pond of your life.
Every ripple that you made,
in the pond of her strife.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry Please
forgive me.
Now... take your souvenirs and leave!
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Mia Lynn
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