Three Silly Goose

I am here again
weaving my thoughts to written words
this time the fault is not my own
but of those three silly goose

The first is muscle man
so tender and kind
he is so conscious of tidiness
I pity his would-be wife

The second is dreamer boy
with a mother to takes care of
I've known him long
been a dreamer since then

The third is a wild man
whose appeal i can't deny
he is, I admit, a teaser
consider him a crazy adventure

The problem is love
the rhythm is courtship
they are at my feet
offering their heart and God knows what else

I fear that all is pointless
for cousins couldn't wed
the relationship would be useless
and a serious one is what I seek

How could they ignore the blood
the bond that tie us
I only seek a diversion
but I see their serious intentions

Woe is me
for being me
my mind is turning
my heart indifferent

What should I do
tell them to stop
and see them broken
I maybe a lunatic but I'm not that stupid

Well,I would just let it be
they will tire themselves
let them bleed from need
let them eat their hearts instead of me...