An extract from my script of heart breaks- all of them handwritten by Ernest...
On the floor lays shattered glass,
I threw the chocolate box out:
The roses, a dried up bouquet at the bottom of the wall they smashed...
Even my mother said i don't need to lie, she can tell it from my face...
This young lady failed to save face
Now you try to look in my eye and see a poker- face
I'm frozen on the floor, numb-, aching even my torso lucky enough my Van Heusen Suit is'nt torn
Thats what this young lady did, she knocked me down
So now you know why they call Mackina :The Kid
So what if tomorrow is valentines day???
Thats just a decoy!!
