David Darbyshire - There's no Appeal

She took my body,
but not my soul.
For her it's a hobby,
she has the control.

My heart she didn't steal,
of me she made a meal.
She ate and ate to her hearts content,
of coarse there's no appeal.

I stood my ground,
all she did was frown.
Sorry but's that life darling,
I'm not your clown!

David Darbyshire

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