Trotsky311
03-12-2005, 07:04 AM
What is love?
Is it a couple?
A flower
A puppy?
Says I
No.
It’s none of these my friend
look at me confused like
I say to you
I have simple tastes
I like only the best
I have but one love.
You say to me
And that would be who?
I says to you Not who, but what
What?
yes
look at me confused like again
To me,
My love is focused like a nerd on books
A magnifying glass on ants
A proctologist on cheeks
just like that
Now
staring at me,
you shall be enlightened upon my true love
The confused looks
to be banished.
For I love none but
My mothers cooking.
Biscuits and Gravy
Meatloaf sandwich
Sloppy Joe
Slop, Sloppy Joe
Smashed potato and
Pickles with cheese
I say to my mom,
Mom, I could eat one of your dinners,
everynight.
She says to me
Son, you do.
[i don't write often.]
Is it a couple?
A flower
A puppy?
Says I
No.
It’s none of these my friend
look at me confused like
I say to you
I have simple tastes
I like only the best
I have but one love.
You say to me
And that would be who?
I says to you Not who, but what
What?
yes
look at me confused like again
To me,
My love is focused like a nerd on books
A magnifying glass on ants
A proctologist on cheeks
just like that
Now
staring at me,
you shall be enlightened upon my true love
The confused looks
to be banished.
For I love none but
My mothers cooking.
Biscuits and Gravy
Meatloaf sandwich
Sloppy Joe
Slop, Sloppy Joe
Smashed potato and
Pickles with cheese
I say to my mom,
Mom, I could eat one of your dinners,
everynight.
She says to me
Son, you do.
[i don't write often.]