Patient love
For her flower
This poem is a classic
It made poem of the hour

If he told
No one would want to know
Juliet where are you?
I'm starting to get too old

His love's has got a little mold
Just cut that part piece off
His hearts full of gold

Maybe someday she get glasses
How about the opposite sex's?
Their pain in the a**ess
Not all women are his x's

He's sad and he's miserable
In his pleasurable discontent
She's happy and gullible
But her heart is open for rent

He hope's he will find a soul he can let fly
That's the last thing he said before he died
Love was mystery
His heart sad and blue

If he made you giggle
It's cause he was true
If he made you mad it's
cause you couldn't change

Then try a goofy frog
A loving heart left alone
He's different and a bit grog
At least he's not a clone
Give him a home

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