Well, Well.

Well, Well.

Well, well.  I don’t know what to say.

I gave you all my hope, but then you took it all away.

You granted me the wish and will to never use you again,

The loss of my quarter is supremely hard to mend.


Well, well.  Why are you still here?

Do you wish to see more of my pain?  More of my tears?

You pail in comparison to the friendliness of others..

..But I suppose I have more change here..  Well, have another.


Well, well.  I’m supremely mad this time,

I dropped in a quarter first, but now you’ve cost me a dime,

And my wish remains unanswered.  I really need to know

If this wishing well’s for real, or is it really just for show?





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