I'm a sentimental person
Who weeps upon a book,
There is no sound reason
Why I shouldn't be a sentimental person,
So kindly withdraw your disapproving looks.
Why should my face not reside in gloom?
Why should I not mourn in sorrow?
I have the right to wish my tomb
Would arrive for my tomorrow.
Oh, let me be a pessimist!
I shall sulk and frown and boom -
And I shall tear my thoughts from the midst,
Step, to declare to days of doom.
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