#antivalentine
I'm your knight in shining armour
I'm your bane, your adipose
I'm the reason you're not happy
I'm your **** your tuberose.
You're my shock, my half cooked omelette
You're my biscuit never picked
You're my very painful fracture
You're the fur ball cats have sicked.
He's the one you should be courting
He's the one that hides distaste
He's the martyr, self inflicted
He's the life that's gone to waste.
She's the one that smiles at no-one
She's the girl that lives alone
She's the happy, carefree songbird
She's the chocolate scoffing crone.
Count your blessings maid of plenty
Lucky that you've never cared
Comatose to squires, to gentry
That beating lump you've never shared.
Dec 13, 2019
Dec 13, 2019 at 12:50 PM UTC