Poem by Gary Lewis
No one can puncture my bulletproof heart
Though you tried from the start
With sweet words and a card
I knew you wasn’t the one
No one can breach the wall that I make
You think you’ve got what it takes
With a bun and a cake
I know you can’t be the one
No one agrees with the things that I say
You’d want it all your own way
A French kiss and a lay
No you can’t be the one
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Gary Lewis’s appeared in The Bentilean from the first issue.
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