this sadly damaged heart
this badly fractured
bruised and aching heart
broken in your cruel hands
it was abused — then cast away
like some cheapskate’s knickknack
or worthless bauble with which to play
it was not your shiny ornament
to decorate your ego
nor a piece of bric-a-brac
to collect like some odd curio
not a trifle toy or novelty
this heart was so much more to me
than some lowly dime-store tchotchke
to be abandoned thoughtlessly
no, it was not some silly whatnot
to dingle-dangle in your hands
I didn’t offer you some gewgaw
because I’m not your doodah man
I really can’t believe you’d think it
was just some silly trinket
I’ve now no need for this ruined heart
so I plucked it from my chest
to find a warm and vital heart
this is now a lover’s quest
I seek a fresh and vibrant heart
one of a perfect size
and a kind and gentle lover
who will hold it as a prize
No, I can’t believe you’d think it
was just some silly trinket
Hi! I’m Edgrrr, rob’s shih tzu.