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And Still You Are Not Satisfied
I bought you gifts
To tickle your fancy
And still you are not satisfied.
Shall I arrange
For Roebuck and Sears
To send you their whole catalog
And buy for me your love?
I made love to you
As best I'm able
And still you are not satisfied.
Should I now hire
Harry Rheems
Of naughty movie fame
To fill you beyond capacity?
I accumulated wealth
In modest measure
And still you are not satisfied.
Do I need
A Rothschild or a Rockefeller
To teach me of prosperity
And dazzle you with dough?
We traveled far and wide,
Explored the planet,
And still you are not satisfied.
Must I join NASA,
Hijack a shuttle,
Crisscross the cosmos
Finding you new worlds?
I married you,
We live as one
And still you are not satisfied.
Shall I inquire
Of Solomon the wise
Who had a hundred wives,
The secret of wedded bliss?
I lived my life
In love with you
And still you are not satisfied.
Shall I demand
Of Methuselah
His secrets of the ages
That we might share another lifetime?
I am . . .
And still you are not satisfied.
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