MY LOVE


My love is like an unripe cherry

It’s rather tart

Like a green strawberry

But it’s mine.

My love is like a grain of rice

On it’s own

It is not to nice

But it’s mine.

My love is like a clapped out car

Noisy and smelly

And it doesn’t go far

But it’s mine.

My love is like my life

ever in chaos forever in strife

Widowed no wife

Tired and yawning

At four in the morning

But it’s mine.

Do you want it?

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