I'm full of fraud and flaws,
and transgressing many laws,
robbing you from peace and time,
for myself not worth a dime.
I pursue you with my mails
but, of course, this effort fails.
It's because I am a male
that I'm hunting and I wail.
Sometimes, like a nightingale,
I let ardent songs prevail.
If you understand this cause
that might give your judgment pause.
You are both profound and kind
if you're saying: "never mind!"
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