Allow that I take my mind off of you,
for you are the thorn in my side.
You are the shadow over my head,
and the persistent limp in my stride.
We will one day meet for certain,
and you shall then have all of my time.
So be gone for the moment and leave me be,
as my life should be only mine.
Allow my mind to stray
away from the insufferable truth,
that when you do come calling at my door,
I will come freely, albeit aloof.