Scrub
Scrub by Jack A.S. Dunce It's sad that I'm a scrub. Though all I gave for love, It's not enough I'm told; It measures not in gold, It makes the world go round, And your heart also bound. It seems the Fox had lied, To the eye the world is tied, And still the heart is blind, Or maybe just maligned. Doesn't Charon ask for A coin and nothing more? It seems even in death I'll be in deeper debt. In a world for Roses, A dandelion imposes. --🌼-- ©️pgmr 03/08/2026 *Inspired by "No Scrubs" by TLC
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