****** ****** on my lip;
You itchy little reddish blip.
You come and go just as you please,
O, how I wish to rid ******
What is it about my face,
That you would want to bring disgrace?
You hide behind the name “coldsore,”
But your just herpes…nothing more.
Wheres MYpes, and HISpes, and what about YOURpes?
Why does it always have to be ******
Ointments and creams, the hell just won’t end!
O no! My herpe just grew a friend!
There’s two of them now! What do I do?
Well, here’s something I know to be very true:
That sharing is caring; that’s what they say,
So kiss me and let’s share my ****** today!