Never believe a man who woos you,
Who promises that hel love u,
Even if ur size was twos u.
If there ever was a never,
Save it for the endeavour,
The very many, if u shall fall,
For the tasks ahead are rather tall.
Before you know,
And learn to endure,
The floating feeling,
The oh! So appealing,
The loving looks,
The promises to cook,
The love story of a book,
Is all just a hook!
And once hooked,
You shall remain booked,
Being cooked, with taunts
And comments,
And insistent repents,
Especially about the size of twos,
By the man who once wooed!
;)
And she's back!!!
ReplyDeleteLove it. Love you. Love, me.
:) ha ha ha! oh ya... glad to be back! already have the nxt poem in mind,
ReplyDeletejust not finding the time!
love ya too emphatiser!