Tit For Tat

Me and her walked in front,

And in front was Australia (Ustralia)

In front were the beautiful-magical clouds,

Sunset it was, its own kind.

And somewhere far behind was he.

Not to be mentioned but he was.

And if he had been nice,

I bet these words might have been nicer.

But tit for tat was a moral you taught me well.

But respect for you is still breathing as

I couldn’t be the society as you were to me.

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