Listen to my story
I know you'll say it's a history
That with me we'll see victory
And value me more than chicory
What a love pillory!
She talked of love for eternity
But she forgot there's uncertainty
Turning concurred conformity
To plain absurdity
Overtaken by peahen beauty
Yet with time it's a vanity
I showed with no shame my capability
For which I thought its infinity
What an insanity!
Love was superb from the onset
But before sunset,
I owned no single asset
Not even a headset
I was greatly upset!
Beauty may take someone far
But character shall bring one to bar
Or sometimes with wicked scars
Sobbing in hearts to be a char.
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