Pine-Sol

I heard it once

You told me twice this time

Candlelit tile that you said was in style;

Evergreen smile and I pick up don't dial

Hands shade from the glare

Sunglasses lost at the state fair

Intellectual flair

You said it twice this time

Said it was out of line

Trashing on file know the spam won't expire

Pine sol on fire you wink at me and smile

Walk down the aisle the hypocrisy's vile

Run for a while swiftly leave the next mile

Hands shade from the glare

Sunglasses lost at the state fair

Intellectual flair

Hope the dust is still in the air

Smoking Chartreuse Debonair

Whisper at the table

Envy's just a fable