Fine is for weather and leather, like new
Fine is for trinkets and diamonds like dew
Fine is for lying, when platitudes suit
Fine is for proving an engineer’s truth
Fine is for wining and dining and such
Fine is for sex- tales, ol honesty’s crutch
Fine is the tip-toe to madness and back
Fine is the heart-ache that screams ‘Heart attack!’
Fine is the wife who perpetually wants
Fine is the stitch on the silk of her pants
Fine is like ‘nice’ when applied to our lives
A shortcut for boredom, a home for our lies
Fine is for weather
And leather, like new
Fine is for trinkets and diamonds like you
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