Must'Ve Been Love Poem by P.R. Prosper

Must'Ve Been Love



I once knew a guy
Who told so many lies
They actually replaced all the whites of his eyes

He met up with a girl
By the nickname of Shirl
And she promised him that she would rock his world

They had a few dates
Often stayed out real late
Woke up in the morning to coffee and pancakes

After a couple months
He had thought she was the one
So he popped the question for anything but fun

She exclaimed 'Yes! '
And so he tried his best
To make it through the daunting wedding arrangement quest

The day soon arrived
But where was the bride?
As it turns out she too liked to lie!

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