I'm sick to death of seeing your name here
A place where you are unwelcome at best
Who do you think inspired the dream, dear
Just get back in line -- hopeful like the rest
Your bootlicking words implore him for praise
Hand him your apple so shiny and new
Pamper his ego, tempt him with your gaze
Others please him more easily than you
Lift up your skirt to reveal all your tricks
Work up his psyche with pseudonym love
Pull him in closer and you'll feel his shove
His powerful strength so hard to resist
The date is drawing dangerously near
Motives for polling are desperately clear
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