So, What thing is love?
It is bullshit, it is a trap..
It is a problem,
pretty, pretty full of crap
It Inspires Happiness,
Later gives stress..
At first it does please,
In the end it gives suicidal tendencies...
Love is a maze,
sets you ablaze..
That's why lovers can't think,
Their brains are only piles of ash that stinks..
This thing is not a volcano,
It is only a rotting potato...
It hacks victims to make them appear silly,
and deprives them of their thinking ability...
Then they refer to Romeo,
but he is Shakespeare's fiction hero...
He was brave they say...
Fools.. even he died at the end of the play...
Take my advice and use it!
Time is precious, don't waste it!
Because Love... it is a problem,
pretty, pretty full of crap...
P.S: I'm Baaaaaaaaacccck!!!! :D :D :D
