Tears Brigade
Marching orders
Tears, we must depart this poor heart,
else we in this flood shall drown.
If only she will in moderation weep.
Within her chamber we play our part.
Smile a little Sweet,
try no frown.
Oh, no there we go again!
Music, come we hope her joy allow.
Tears, stay for one more while.
Poets gather around merry go round,
else wild we tears may escape,
for not even seas patience abounds!
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