The gas man came took out our electric stove.. I helped him carry her.. He told me he had been a prize fighter once.. Shuffled her through and out the door.. We walked back in talked 'bout his boy at U.V.M.. and we began to put the new stove in.. But I miss my stove. She's all alone.. Call it love. She's been replaced.. I miss my stove. She's all alone.. She's right out front and looks a mess.. Unwanted guest. We lied to her.. I miss my stove. Feel sad I guess.. I know I shouldn't think about it anymore.. "What's the point?" you say.. But I'm reminded each time I walk out my door.. My stove is gone to stay.. He walked back in talked 'bout his boy at U.V.M.. and we began to put the new stove in.. But I miss my stove. She's all alone.. Call it love. She's been replaced.. I miss my stove. She's all alone.. She's right out front and looks a mess.. Unwanted guest. We lied to her.