Lonely Rosa

Rosa, o lonely rosa
She keeps her mind out of all she says
Clear, clear, oh yes, we fear dear
Your idle rambles fail to impress
It speaks...

Rosa, o lonely rosa
Wraps madness loosely in reams of spiel
Clap-trap, her prescence sucks sap
Makes conversation a rancid meal
It speaks...

Rosa has a body function
Called speaking and has no compunction
In practicing on all and sundry
Ha! rosa
Has vacancy in all departments
And solitude is never harmless
And speaking to yourself is better than
To no-one!