I met a Geek just the other day
Complained of not having his way
A lady who turned down his love
Cannot see why place heart above
Beyond his reach beyond all pitch
Let me ask you this, is she a dish?
You go to a resto hands in pocket
Eyeing all, wondering what's to eat
Your stomach churns, wide eyes burn
Ah, this one looks lovely suitable
But did you know if she's amiable?
You go by looks, by appetite urges
Did you know love's terminal surges?
What is it about her that suits you?
What is it about her that makes you?
Will she turn night into blazing day?
Or turn inspiration into dark despair?
Love's complicated - vows you can't keep
Your brain dims from many hours not slept.
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